A Book of old English love songs . <x <& «• EAUTY, sweet love! is like themorning dew,Whose short refresh upon thetender green,Cheers for a time, but still the sun dothshowAnd straight is gone as it had doth it fade that makes the fairestflourish;Short is the glory of the blushingrose, —The hue which thou so carefully dost nourishYet which at length thou must be forced tolose;When thou, surcharged with burthen of thy years,Shalt bend thy wrinkles homeward to theearth,And that in Beautys lease expired appears, The date of age, the kalends of our dearth; —But ah, no more! th
A Book of old English love songs . <x <& «• EAUTY, sweet love! is like themorning dew,Whose short refresh upon thetender green,Cheers for a time, but still the sun dothshowAnd straight is gone as it had doth it fade that makes the fairestflourish;Short is the glory of the blushingrose, —The hue which thou so carefully dost nourishYet which at length thou must be forced tolose;When thou, surcharged with burthen of thy years,Shalt bend thy wrinkles homeward to theearth,And that in Beautys lease expired appears, The date of age, the kalends of our dearth; —But ah, no more! this must not be foretold;For women grieve to think they must be old. — Samuel Daniel,[•73. opting Spring, the sweet Spring, is the years pleasant king;Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing, Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo! The palm and may make country houses gay,Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day,And we hear aye birds tune this merry lay,Cuckoo, jug-jug, put, we-o-witta-woo. [28]
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