OME live with me, and be my love; That hills and valleys, dales and fields, And we will sit upon the rocks, And I will make thee beds of roses, A gown made of the finest wool A belt of straw and ivy-buds, The shepherd-swains shall dance and sing I FRAGMENT. WALK'D along a stream, for pureness rare, Brighter than sunshine; for it did acquaint The dullest sight with all the glorious prey That in the pebble-pavèd channel lay. No molten crystal, but a richer mine, Even Nature's rarest alchymy ran thereDiamonds resolv'd, and substance more divine, Through whose bright-gliding current might appear A thousand naked nymphs, whose ivory shine, Upon this brim the eglantine and rose, Lending to dulness feeling sympathy; So did their garland-tops the brook o'erspread. Their leaves, that differ'd both in shape and show, Though all were green, yet difference such in green, Like to the checker'd bent of Iris' bow, Prided the running main, as it had been. parrot, from East India to me sent, THE dead: all fowls, her exequies frequent! Go, godly birds, striking your breasts, bewail, Such to the parrot was the turtle-dove. But what avail'd this faith? her rarest hue! Or voice that how to change the wild notes knew? |