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Nature must change her beauteous face,
And vary as the seasons rise;
Summer th' approach of autumn flies : No change in love the seasons bring, Love only knows perpetual spring. Devouring Time, with stealing pace,
Makes lofty oaks and cedars bow; And marble towers, and gates of brass,
In his rude march he levels low:
The gentle godhead can remove;
To mingle with the bless'd above,
Twin-horn, from heaven together came: Love will the universe control,
When dying seasons lose their name; Divine abodes shall own his power When time and death shall be no more.
Faint Amorist ! what, dost think
He that loves, and fears to try,
Is she sick ? why then be sure
Doth she call the faith of men
He that, after ten denials,
SIR PHILIP SIDNEY.
THE DIFFIDENCE OF LOVE.
Why should I blush to own I love?
Why should I seek the thickest shade,
Is it a weakness thus to dwell
H. K. WHITE.
THE SIREN'S SONG.
STEERE hither, steere, your winged pines,
All beaten mariners,
A prey to passengers ;
Fear not youre ships,
But come on shore
For swelling waves, our panting breasts,
Where never stormes arise, Exchange ; and be awhile our guests :
For starres gaze on our eyes.
The compass, love shall hourly sing,
We will not misse
VENUS AND ADONIS.
Venus by Adonis' side
"Stay,” (quoth she) “O stay and live!
On his face, still as he bled,