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Where glory recommends the grief,
Despair disdains the healing.
Silence in love betrays more woe
Than words, though ne'er so witty ; A beggar that is dumb, you know,
May challenge double pity.
Then wrong not, dearest to my heart,
My love for secret passion ;
And sues for no compassion.
THE SHEPHERD'S DESCRIPTION OF LOVE.
" SHEPHERD, what's love ? I
pray thee, tell!” It is that fountain, and that well, Where pleasure and repentance dwell; It is, perhaps, that sauncing bell That tolls us all to heav'n or hell ; And this is love, as I heard tell.
“ Yet, what is love? I pray thee, say!"
When lusty bloods, in fresh array,
“ Yet, what is love ? good shepherd, saine dhe
“ Yet, shepherd, what is love, I pray?"
" Yet, what is love? good shepherd, show !"
VERSES FOUND IN HIS BIBLE.
EVEN such is time; which takes in trust
Our youth, our joys, and all we have ! And pays us nought but age and dust,
Which, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wander'd all our ways,
Shuts up the story of our days. And from which grave, and earth, and dust, The Lord shall raise me up, I trust.
IMITATION OF MARLOW.
COME live with and be
my And we will reyel all the
year, In plains and groves, on hills and dales, Where fragrant air breeds sweetest gales.
There shall you have the beauteous pine,
The seat at your disport shall be,
There shall you see the nymphs at play,
The birds with heavenly-tuned throats,
Upon the bare and leafless oak,
In bowers of laurel, trimly dight,
Ten thousand glow-worms shall attend, And all their sparkling lights shall spend,
All to adorn and beautify
Then in mine arms will I inclose Lily's fair mixture with the rose; Whose nice perfections in love's play Shall tune me to the highest key.
Thus, as we pass the welcome night
If these may serve for to entice