""Tis true," said I; and thereupon I went to pluck them one by one, To make of parts a union: But, on a sudden, all was gone. With that I stopt: said love," These be, "Fond man, resemblances of thee; And, as these flowers, thy joys shall die, "Ev'n in the twinkling of an eye: "And all thy hopes of her shall wither "Like those short sweets thus knit together." SONG. Good Counsel to a Young Maid. GAZE not on thy beauty's pride, That from thy lover's eyes doth glide. Let thy faithful chrystal show How thy colours come and go: Beauty takes a foil from woe. Love, that in those smooth streams lies, Under pity's fair disguise, Will thy melting heart surprise. Nets, of passion's finest thread, All to catch thy maidenhead. Then, beware! for those that cure Love's disease, themselves endure Rather let the lover pine, Than his pale cheek should assign BOLDNESS IN LOVE. MARK how the bashful morn in vain But, when the planet of the day So shalt thou thrive in love, fond boy! The just reward of a bold lover. But, when with moving accents, thou UNGRATEFUL BEAUTY THREATENED. KNOW, Celia (since thou art so proud) "Twas I that gave thee thy renown; Thou hadst, in the forgotten crowd Of common beauties, liv'd unknown, Had not my verse exhal'd thy name, And with it impt the wings of fame. That killing power is none of thine, Thou art my star, shin'st in my skies: Then dart not from thy borrow'd sphere Lightning on him that fix'd thee there. Tempt me with such affrights no more, DIALOGUE. [From a MS. in the possession of Mr. Malone.] TELL me, Utrechia, since my fate, And thy more powerful form, decrees My heart an immolation at thy shrine, How I must love, and at what rate; By what despairs, and what degrees, I may, my hopes enlarge, or my desires confine? "First, when thy flames begin, "See they burn all within; "And so, as lookers-on may not descry "Smoke in a sigh, or sparkles in an eye. "I would have had my love a good while there, "Ere thine own heart had been aware: "And I myself would chuse to know it, "First, by thy care and cunning not to show it." When my love is, your own way, thus betray'd, Must it still be afraid? May it not be sharp-sighted then, as well, And see, you know, that which it durst not tell, And, from that knowledge, hope it may Tell itself a louder way? "Let it alone awhile: "And so, thou may'st beguile "My heart, perhaps, to a consent "Long ere it meant. "For whilst I dare not disapprove, "Lest I betray a knowledge of thy love, “I shall be so accustom'd to allow, "That I shall scarce know how "To be displeas'd, when thou shalt it avow." When, by love's powerful sympathy, Our souls are got thus nigh, And that, by one another seen, They need no breath to go between, Though, in the main agreement of our breasts, Only our hearts subscribe as interests; Yet, it shall need Our tongues sign too, as witness to the deed. Speak then: but when you whisper out the tale "Of what you ail, "Let it be so disorder'd, that I may "Guess, only thence, what you would say. |