Robert Berrick No, no, the utmost share That late kissed thee. IN LY His Covenant; or Protestation to Julia WHY dost thou wound and break my heart, As if we should for ever part? Hast thou not heard an oath from me, After a day, or two, or three, I would come back and live with thee? That tear shall scarce be dried before (Then weep not, Sweet; but this much know, To Julia JULIA, when thy Herrick dies, Taken in by none but thee. William Strode was born in Devonshire in 1600. He was educated at Westminster and Oxford, and in 1638 he became Canon of Christ Church. He was an eloquent preacher, and a poet of some eminence. He died in 1644. Kisses My love and I for kisses play'd; She would keep stakes, I was content; This made me ask her what she meant ; Nay, since I see (quoth she) you wrangle in vain, Edmund Waller was born at Coleshill in Warwickshire in 1605, and, whilst still a youth, inherited a large fortune. He was educated at Eton and Cambridge, and was but a youth of seventeen when elected to represent Agmondesham in Parliament. At the age of twenty-three he married a rich heiress, who died a year or so afterwards. At twenty-five he was singing the praises of Lady Dorothy Sydney, who, though appreciating the verses addressed to her as Sacharissa, neglected the poet, and married the Earl of Sunderland. After this, Waller married a lady named Bresse, and was blessed with a family of thirteen children. Differences arising between the Parliament and the King, Waller was one of the commissioners appointed to treat with his Majesty. Later, Waller was arrested for treason, and made a speech in the House of Commons which is said to have saved his life, but he is also recorded to have spent £30,000 in bribes. He suffered a year's imprisonment, and had to pay a fine of £10,000. Obtaining his liberty, he removed to France, but, a poor man now, funds failed him. He obtained leave from Cromwell to return, and it would seem that the Protector took pleasure in his company, but had no reliance in him as a partisan. Waller recognised the generosity extended him in suitable verse, but the poet's praises were none the less lavishly bestowed upon Charles II., when the Restoration was accomplished. He died in 1687. In his later years he wrote certain Divine Poems, but his fame rests upon his lighter verse. His amorous poems, usually produced with great labour, are the most esteemed. Lines to a Girdle THAT which her slender waist confined, It was my heaven's extremest sphere, A narrow compass! and yet there Lines to a Rose Go, lovely rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her, that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That, had'st thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired : Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Edmund Waller Then die! that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee, How small a part of time they share [Kirke White added this verse.] Yet, though thou fade, From thy dead leaves let fragrance rise; And teach the maid That goodness Time's rude hand defies,— That virtue lives when beauty dies. |