To A. L. Persuasions to Love. (Thomas Carew Poem)
THINK not, 'cause men flattering say You're fresh as April, sweet as May, Bright as is the morning star, That ...
THINK not, 'cause men flattering say You're fresh as April, sweet as May, Bright as is the morning star, That ...
GAZE not on thy beauty's pride, Tender maid, in the false tide That from lovers' eyes doth slide. Let thy ...
And here the precious dust is laid; Whose purely-temper'd clay was made So fine that it the guest betray'd. Else ...
How ill doth he deserve a lover's name, Whose pale weak flame Cannot retain His heat, in spite of absence ...
THIS little vault, this narrow room, Of Love and Beauty is the tomb; The dawning beam, that 'gan to clear ...
SO grieves th' adventurous merchant, when he throws All the long toil'd-for treasure his ship stows Into the angry main, ...
Fond man, that canst believe her blood Will from those purple channels flow; Or that the pure untainted flood Can ...
Know Celia, since thou art so proud, 'Twas I that gave thee thy renown; Thou hadst, in the forgotten crowd ...
Know, Celia, since thou art so proud, 'Twas I that gave thee thy renown. Thou hadst in the forgotten crowd ...
Mark how the bashful morn in vain Courts the amorous marigold, With sighing blasts and weeping rain, Yet she refuses ...
GIVE me more love or more disdain ; The torrid or the frozen zone Bring equal ease unto my pain, ...
When thou, poor excommunicate From all the joys of love, shalt see The full reward and glorious fate Which my ...
Go thou gentle whispering wind, Bear this sigh; and if thou find Where my cruel fair doth rest, Cast it ...
Give me more love or more disdain; The torrid, or the frozen zone, Bring equal ease unto my pain; The ...
FEAR not, dear love, that I'll reveal Those hours of pleasure we two steal ; No eye shall see, nor ...
I do not love thee for that fair Rich fan of thy most curious hair; Though the wires thereof be ...
Ask me why I send you here The firstling of the infant year; Ask me why I send to you ...
We read of kings and gods that kindly took A pitcher fill'd with water from the brook ; But I ...
In Nature's pieces still I see Some error that might mended be; Something my wish could still remove, Alter or ...
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