lyrical poems-第14部分

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s　well　As　any　other；　this　can　tell；　That　when　from　hence　she　does　depart；　The　outlet　then　is　from　the　heart。


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TO　DIANEME

Sweet；　be　not　proud　of　those　two　eyes；　Which；　star…like；　sparkle　in　their　skies；　Nor　be　you　proud；　that　you　can　see　All　hearts　your　captives；　yours；　yet　free；　Be　you　not　proud　of　that　rich　hair　Which　wantons　with　the　love…sick　air；　Whenas　that　ruby　which　you　wear；　Sunk　from　the　tip　of　your　soft　ear；　Will　last　to　be　a　precious　stone；　When　all　your　world　of　beauty's　gone。


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TO　DIANEME

Dear；　though　to　part　it　be　a　hell；　Yet；　Dianeme；　now　farewell！　Thy　frown　last　night　did　bid　me　go；　But　whither；　only　grief　does　know。　I　do　beseech　thee；　ere　we　part；　（If　merciful；　as　fair　thou　art；　Or　else　desir'st　that　maids　should　tell　Thy　pity　by　Love's　chronicle）　O；　Dianeme；　rather　kill　Me；　than　to　make　me　languish　still！　'Tis　cruelty　in　thee　to　th'　height；　Thus；　thus　to　wound；　not　kill　outright；　Yet　there's　a　way　found；　if　thou　please；　By　sudden　death；　to　give　me　ease；　And　thus　devised；do　thou　but　this；　Bequeath　to　me　one　parting　kiss！　So　sup'rabundant　joy　shall　be　The　executioner　of　me。


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KISSING　USURY

Biancha；　let　Me　pay　the　debt　I　owe　thee　for　a　kiss　Thou　lend'st　to　me；　And　I　to　thee　Will　render　ten　for　this。

If　thou　wilt　say；　Ten　will　not　pay　For　that　so　rich　a　one；　I'll　clear　the　sum；　If　it　will　come　Unto　a　million。

He　must　of　right；　To　th'　utmost　mite；　Make　payment　for　his　pleasure；　（By　this　I　guess）　Of　happiness　Who　has　a　little　measure。


*131*

UPON　THE　LOSS　OF　HIS　MISTRESSES

I　have　lost；　and　lately；　these　Many　dainty　mistresses：　Stately　Julia；　prime　of　all；　Sapho　next；　a　principal：　Smooth　Anthea；　for　a　skin　White；　and　heaven…like　crystalline：　Sweet　Electra；　and　the　choice　Myrha；　for　the　lute　and　voice。　Next；　Corinna；　for　her　wit；　And　the　graceful　use　of　it；　With　Perilla：All　are　gone；　Only　Herrick's　left　alone；　For　to　number　sorrow　by　Their　departures　hence；　and　die。


*132*

THE　WOUNDED　HEART

Come；　bring　your　sampler；　and　with　art　Draw　in't　a　wounded　heart；　And　dropping　here　and　there；　Not　that　I　think　that　any　dart　Can　make　your's　bleed　a　tear；　Or　pierce　it　any　where；　Yet　do　it　to　this　end；that　I　May　by　This　secret　see；　Though　you　can　make　That　heart　to　bleed；　your's　ne'er　will　ache　For　me；


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HIS　MISTRESS　TO　HIM　AT　HIS　FAREWELL

You　may　vow　I'll　not　forget　To　pay　the　debt　Which　to　thy　memory　stands　as　due　As　faith　can　seal　it　you。　Take　then　tribute　of　my　tears；　So　long　as　I　have　fears　To　prompt　me；　I　shall　ever　Languish　and　look；　but　thy　return　see　never。　Oh　then　to　lessen　my　despair；　Print　thy　lips　into　the　air；　So　by　this　Means；　I　may　kiss　thy　kiss；　Whenas　some　kind　Wind　Shall　hither　waft　it：And；　in　lieu；　My　lips　shall　send　a　thousand　back　to　you。


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CRUTCHES

Thou　see'st　me；　Lucia；　this　year　droop；　Three　zodiacs　fill'd　more；　I　shall　stoop；　Let　crutches　then　provided　be　To　shore　up　my　debility：　Then；　while　thou　laugh'st；　I'll　sighing　cry；　A　ruin　underpropt　am　I：　Don　will　I　then　my　beadsman's　gown；　And　when　so　feeble　I　am　grown　As　my　weak　shoulders　cannot　bear　The　burden　of　a　grasshopper；　Yet　with　the　bench　of　aged　sires；　When　I　and　they　keep　termly　fires；　With　my　weak　voice　I'll　sing；　or　say　Some　odes　I　made　of　Lucia；　Then　will　I　heave　my　wither'd　hand　To　Jove　the　mighty；　for　to　stand　Thy　faithful　friend；　and　to　pour　down　Upon　thee　many　a　benison。


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TO　ANTHEA

Anthea；　I　am　going　hence　With　some　small　stock　of　innocence；　But　yet　those　blessed　gates　I　see　Withstanding　entrance　unto　me；　To　pray　for　me　do　thou　begin；　The　porter　then　will　let　me　in。


*136*

TO　ANTHEA

Now　is　the　time　when　all　the　lights　wax　dim；　And　thou；　Anthea；　must　withdraw　from　him　Who　was　thy　servant：　　Dearest；　bury　me　Under　that　holy…oak；　or　gospel…tree；　Where；　though　thou　see'st　not；　thou　may'st　think　upon　Me；　when　thou　yearly　go'st　procession；　Or；　for　mine　honour；　lay　me　in　that　tomb　In　which　thy　sacred　reliques　shall　have　room；　For　my　embalming；　Sweetest；　there　will　be　No　spices　wanting；　when　I'm　laid　by　thee。


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TO　HIS　LOVELY　MISTRESSES

One　night　i'th'　year；　my　dearest　Beauties；　come；　And　bring　those　dew…drink…offerings　to　my　tomb；　When　thence　ye　see　my　reverend　ghost　to　rise；　And　there　to　lick　th'　effused　sacrifice；　Though　paleness　be　the　livery　that　I　wear；　Look　ye　not　wan　or　colourless　for　fear。　Trust　me；　I　will　not　hurt　ye；　or　once　show　The　least　grim　look；　or　cast　a　frown　on　you；　Nor　shall　the　tapers；　when　I'm　there；　burn　blue。　This　I　may　do；　perhaps；　as　I　glide　by；　Cast　on　my　girls　a　glance；　and　loving　eye；　Or　fold　mine　arms；　and　sigh；　because　I've　lost　The　world　so　soon；　and　in　it；　you　the　most：　Than　these；　no　fears　more　on　your　fancies　fall；　Though　then　I　smile；　and　speak　no　words　at　all。


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TO　PERlLLA

Ah；　my　Perilla！　　dost　thou　grieve　to　see　Me；　day　by　day；　to　steal　away　from　thee？　Age　calls　me　hence；　and　my　gray　hairs　bid　come；　And　haste　away　to　mine　eternal　home；　'Twill　not　be　long；　Perilla；　after　this；　That　I　must　give　thee　the　supremest　kiss：　Dead　when　I　am；　first　cast　in　salt；　and　bring　Part　of　the　cream　from　that　religious　spring；　With　which；　Perilla；　wash　my　hands　and　feet；　That　done；　then　wind　me　in　that　very　sheet　Which　wrapt　thy　smooth　limbs；　when　thou　didst　implore　The　Gods'　protection；　but　the　night　before；　Follow　me　weeping　to　my　turf；　and　there　Let　fall　a　primrose；　and　with　it　a　tear：　Then　lastly；　let　some　weekly　strewings　be　Devoted　to　the　memory　of　me；　Then　shall　my　ghost　not　walk　about；　but　keep　Still　in　the　cool　and　silent　shades　of　sleep。


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A　MEDITATION　FOR　HIS　MISTRESS

You　are　a　Tulip　seen　to…day；　But；　Dearest；　of　so　short　a　stay；　That　where　you　grew；　scarce　man　can　say。

You　are　a　lovely　July…flower；　Yet　one　rude　wind；　or　ruffling　shower；　Will　force　you　hence；　and　in　an　hour。

You　are　a　sparkling　Rose　i'th'　bud；　Yet　lost；　ere　that　chaste　flesh　and　blood　Can　show　where　you　or　grew　or　stood。

You　are　a　full…spread　fair…set　Vine；　And　can　with　tendrils　love　entwine；　Yet　dried；　ere　you　distil　your　wine。

You　are　like　Balm；　enclosed　well　In　amber；　or　some　crystal　shell；　Yet　lost　ere　you　transfuse　your　smell。

You　are　a　dainty　Violet；　Yet　wither'd；　ere　you　can　be　set　Within　the　virgins　coronet。

You　are　the　Queen　all　flowers　among；　But　die　you　must；　fair　maid；　ere　long；　As　he；　the　maker　of　this　song。


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TO　THE　VIRGINS；　TO　MAKE　MUCH　OF　TIME

Gather　ye　rose…buds　while　ye　may：　Old　Time　is　still　a…flying；　And　this　same　flower　that　smiles　to…day；　To…morrow　will　be　dying。

The　glorious　lamp　of　heaven；　the　Sun；　The　higher　he's　a…getting；　The　sooner　will　his　race　be　run；　And　nearer　he's　to　setting。

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；　And　while　ye　may；　go　marry；　For　having　lost　but　once　your　prime；　You　may　for　ever　tarry。


**　EPIGRAMS　**


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POSTING　TO　PRINTING

Let　others　to　the　printing…press　run　fast；　Since　after　death　comes　glory；　I'll　not　haste。


*142*

HIS　LOSS

All　has　been　plunder'd　from　me　but　my　wit：　Fortune　herself　can　lay　no　claim　to　it。


*143*

THINGS　MORTAL　STILL　MUTABLE

Things　are　uncertain；　and　the　more　we　get；　The　more　on　icy　pavements　we　are　set。


*144*

NO　MAN　WITHOUT　MONEY

No　man　such　rare　parts　hath；　that　he　can　swim；　If　favour　or　occasion　help　not　him。


*145*

THE　PRESENT　TIME　BEST　PLEASETH

Praise；　they　that　will；　times　past：　I　joy　to　see　Myself　now　live；　this　age　best　pleaseth　me！


*146*

WANT

Want　is　a　softer　wax；　that　takes　thereon；　This；　that；　and　every　base　impression；


*147*

SATISFACTION　FOR　SUFFERINGS

For　all　our　works　a　recompence　is　sure；　'Tis　sweet　to　think　on　what　was　hard　t'endure。


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WRITING

When　words　we　want；　Love　teacheth　to　indite；　And　what　we　blush　to　speak；　she　bids　us　write。


*149*

THE　DEFINITION　OF　BEAUTY

Beauty　no　other　thing　is；　than　a　beam　Flash'd　out　between　the　middle　and　extreme。


*150*

A　MEAN　IN　OUR　MEANS

Though　frankincense　the　deities　require；　We　must　not　give　all　to　the　hallow'd　fire。　Such　be　our　gifts；　and　such　be　our　expense；　As　for　ourselves　to　leave　some　frankincense。


*151*

MONEY　MAKES　THE　MIRTH

When　all　birds　else　do　of　their　music　fail；　Money's　the　still…sweet…singing　nightingale！


*152*

TEARS　AND　LAUGHTER

Knew'st　thou　one　month　would　take　thy　life　away；　Thou'dst　weep；　but　laugh；　should　it　not　last　a　day。


*153*

UPON　TEARS

Tears；　though　they're　here　below　the　sinner's　brine；　Above；　they　are　the　Angels'　spiced　wine。


*154*

ON　LOVE

Love's　of　itself　too　sweet；　the　best　of　all　Is；　when　love's　honey　has　a　dash　of　gall。


*155*

PEACE　NOT　PERMANENT

Great　cities　seldom　rest；　if　there　be　none　T'　invade　from　far；　they'll　find　worse　foes　at　home。


*156*

PARDONS

Those　ends　in　war　the　best　contentment　bring；　Whose　peace　is　made　up　with　a　pardoning。


*157*

TRUTH　AND　ERROR

Twixt　truth　and　error；　there's　this　difference　known　Error　is　fruitful；　truth　is　only　one。


*158*

WlT　PUNISHED　PROSPERS　MOST

Dread　not　the　shackles；　on　with　thine　intent；　Good　wits　get　more　fame　by　their　punishment。


*159*

BURIAL

Man　may　want　land　to　live　in；　but　for　all　Nature　finds　out　some　place　for　burial。


*160*

NO　PAINS；　NO　GAINS

If　little　labour；　little　are　our　gains；　Man's　fortunes　are　according　to　his　pains。


*161*

TO　YOUTH

Drink　wine；　and　live　here　blitheful　while　ye　may；　The　morrow's　life　too　late　is；　Live　to…day。


*162*

TO　ENJOY　THE　TIME

While　fates　permit　us；　let's　be　merry；　Pass　all　we　must　the　fatal　ferry；　And　this　our　life；　too；　whirls　away；　With　the　rotation　of　the　day。


*163*

FELICITY　QUICK　OF　FLIGHT

Every　time　seems　short　to　be　That's　measured　by　felicity；　But　one　half…hour　that's　made　up　here　With　grief；　seems　longer　than　a　year。


*164*

MIRTH

True　mirth　resides　not　in　the　smiling　skin；　The　sweetest　solace　is　to　act　no　sin。


*165*

THE　HEART

In　prayer　the　lips　ne'er　act　the　winning　part　Without　the　sweet　concurrence　of　the　heart。


*166*

LOVE；　WHAT　IT　IS

Love　is　a　circle；　that　doth　restless　move　In　the　same　sweet　eternity　of　L