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Rise; and put on your foliage, and be seen
And sweet as Flora. Take no care
Gems in abundance upon you :
Come, and receive them while the light
Retires himself, or else stands still
Come, my Corinna, come; and coming, mark
Made green, and trimm'd with trees : see how
An ark, a tabernacle is,
Can such delights be in the street,
The proclamation made for May :
There's not a budding boy, or girl, this day,
A deal of youth, ere this, is come
And some have wept, and wood, and plighted troth,
Many a green-gown has been given;
From out the eye, Love's firmament:
55 This night, and locks pick'd :—Yet we're not a Maying.
-Come, let us go, while we are in our prime;
We shall grow old apace, and die
As fast away as does the sun :-
So when or you or I are made
Lies drown'd with us in endless night.
Whenas in silks my Julia goes
Next, when I cast mine eyes and see
My Love in her attire doth shew her wit,
It doth so well become her :
For Winter, Spring, and Summer.
That which her slender waist confined
It was my Heaven's extremest sphere,
A narrow compass ! and yet there
A MYSTICAL ECSTASY. E'en like two little bank-dividing brooks,
That wash the pebbles with their wanton streams, And having ranged and search'd a thousand nooks, Meet both at length in silver-breasted Thames,
Where in a greater current they conjoin : So I my Best-Belovéd's am : so He is mine.
E'en so we met; and after long pursuit,
E’en so we join'd; we both became entire ; No need for either to renew a suit,
For I was flax and he was flames of fire:
Our firm-united souls did more than twine ; So I my Best-Belovéd's am ; so he is mine.
If all those glittering Monarchs that command
The servile quarters of this earthly ball, Should tender, in exchange, their shares of land,
I would not change my fortunes for them all :
Their wealth is but a counter to my coin :
Thy Protestant to be :
A loving heart to thee.
A heart as soft, a heart as kind,
A heart as sound and free
That heart I'll give to thee.
Bid that heart stay, and it will stay,
To honour thy decree :
And 't shall do so for thee.
Bid me to weep, and I will weep
While I have eyes to see :
A heart to weep for thee.
Bid me despair, and I'll despair,
Under that cypress tree :
E’en Death, to die for thee.