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Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
The palm and may make country houses gay,
The fields breathe sweet, the daisies kiss our feet,
Spring! the sweet Spring!
SUMMONS TO LOVE
HOEBUS, arise !
And paint the sable skies
With azure, white, and red:
Rouse Memnon's mother from her Tithon's bed That she may thy career with roses spread : The nightingales thy coming each where sing: Make an eternal spring!
Give life to this dark world which lieth dead ;
Spread forth thy golden hair
In larger locks than thou wast wont before,
And emperor-like decore
With diadem of pearl thy temples fair :
Chase hence the ugly night
Which serves but to make dear thy glorious light.
This is that happy morn,
That day, long-wished day
Of all my life so dark,
(If cruel stars have not my ruin sworn
And fates my hopes betray,)
Which, purely white, deserves
An everlasting diamond should it mark.
My Love, to hear and recompense my love.
But show thy blushing beams,
And thou two sweeter eyes
Shalt see than those which by Penéus' streams
Did once thy heart surprise.
Now, Flora, deck thyself in fairest guise :
If that ye winds would hear
A voice surpassing far Amphion's lyre,
- The winds all silent are,
Beyond the hills, to shun his flaming wheels:
And nothing wanting is, save She, alas !
W. Drummond of Hawthornden
TIME AND LOVE
HEN I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced
When I have seen the hungry ocean gain
When I have seen such interchange of state,
Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate —
That Time will come and take my Love away:
This thought is as a death, which cannot choose But weep to have that which it fears to lose.
INCE brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea,
But sad mortality o'ersways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
O how shall summer's honey breath hold out
O fearful meditation! where, alack!
Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie hid?
O! none, unless this miracle have might,
THE PASSIONATE SHEPHERD TO HIS
'OME live with me and be my Love,
will all the pleasures prove
And all the craggy mountains yield.