Chamber's Cyclopædia of English literature; a history, critical and biographical, of authors in the English tongue from the earliest times till the present day, with specimens of their writings . s,Who with His sunshine and His showersTurns all the patient ground to flowers. To Meadows. Ye have been fresh and green,Ye have been filld with flowers ; And ye the walks have been Where maids have spent their houres. You have beheld how they With wicker arks did kiss and beare away The richer couslips home. Yave heard them sweetly sing, And seen them in a round ;Each virgin, like a spring, W
Chamber's Cyclopædia of English literature; a history, critical and biographical, of authors in the English tongue from the earliest times till the present day, with specimens of their writings . s,Who with His sunshine and His showersTurns all the patient ground to flowers. To Meadows. Ye have been fresh and green,Ye have been filld with flowers ; And ye the walks have been Where maids have spent their houres. You have beheld how they With wicker arks did kiss and beare away The richer couslips home. Yave heard them sweetly sing, And seen them in a round ;Each virgin, like a spring, With hony-succlcs crownd. But now, we see none here. Whose silvrie feet did with dishevelld haire Adomd this smoother mead. Like unthrifis, having spent Your stock, and needy growTi,Y are left here to lament Your poore estates alone. S62 Robert Herrick To Blossoms. Faire pledges of a fi-uilfuU tree,Why do yee fall so fast ?Your date is not so past, But you may stay yet here a while,To blush and gently smile,And go at last. What ! were yee borne to beAn houre or halfs delight,And so to bid goodnight ? Twas pitie nature brought yee forthMeerly to shew your lose you ROBERT HERRICK. From Frontispiece to tlie Hcspcridcs (164S). But you are lovely leaves, where weMay read how soon things haveTheir end, though ner so brave : tnd after they have shewn their pride,Like you awhile, they glideInto the grave. To daffadills, we weep to seeYou haste away so soone ;As yet the early-rising sunHas not attained his noone :Stay, stay,Untill the hasting day Has runBut to tlie even-song ;And having prayd together, weWill go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you: We have as short a spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay, As you, or anything :We die, As your hours doe ; and drieAway Like to the summers as the pearles of mornings dew, Ner to be found againe. To the Virgins, to make much of their ye rose-buds while ye may.
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