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THE ARGUMENT OF THE HESPERIDES.
I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers,
I sing of May-poles, hock-carts, wassails, wakes,
I sing of times trans-shifting; and I write
WHEN HE WOULD HAVE HIS VERSES READ.
In sober mornings, do not thou rehearse
But when that men have both well drunk, and fed,
When the rose reigns, and locks with ointments shine
CORINNA'S GOING A MAYING.
Get up, get up for shame! the blooming morn
See how Aurora throws her fair
Each flower has wept, and bow'd toward the east,
Nay! not so much as out of bed?
Rise; and put on your foliage, and be seen
And sweet as Flora. Take no care
Besides, the childhood of the day has kept,
Against you come, some orient pearls unwept :
Retires himself, or else stands still
Till you come forth. Wash, dress, be brief in praying: Few beads are best, when once we go a Maying.
Come, my Corinna, come; and coming, mark
Or branch each porch, each door, ere this,
Made up of white-thorn neatly interwove;
There's not a budding boy, or girl, this day,
Back, and with white-thorn laden home.
And some have wept, and woo'd, and plighted troth,
Many a green gown has been given;
From out the eye, love's firmament:
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
Our life is short; and our days run
So when or you or I are made A fable, song, or fleeting shade ; All love, all liking, all delight Lies drown'd with us in endless night. -Then while time serves, and we are but decaying, Come, my Corinna! come, let's go a Maying.
THE ROCK OF RUBIES.
Some ask'd me where the Rubies grew:
But with my finger pointed to
The lips of Julia.
Some ask'd how Pearls did grow, and where :
To part her lips, and shew me there
Down with the rosemary and bays,
Down with the misletoe ;
Let box now domineer,
Then youthful box, which now hath grace
Grown old, surrender must his place
When yew is out, then birch comes in,
Both of a fresh and fragrant kin,
To honour Whitsuntide.
Green rushes then, and sweetest bents,
With cooler oaken boughs,
Come in for comely ornaments,
To re-adorn the house.
Thus times do shift; each thing his turn does hold; New things succeed, as former things grow old.
THE NIGHT PIECE.
Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee,
And the elves also,
Whose little eyes glow
Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee.
No Will-o'th'-Wisp mis-light thee,
Not making a stay,
Since ghost there's none to affright thee.
Let not the dark thee cumber;
Will lend thee their light,
Then, Julia, let me woo thee,
And when I shall meet
My soul I'll pour into thee.
TO THE VIRGINS.
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may:
And this same flower that smiles to-day,
The glorious lamp of heaven, the Sun,
The sooner will his race be run,
That age is best, which is the first,
When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse, and worst Times, still succeed the former.
-Then be not coy, but use your time,