Say, Love, if ever Thou didst Find "Say, Love, if ever thou didst find A woman with a constant mind." "None but one." "And what should that rare mirror be?" "Some goddess or some queen is She." She, She, She, and only She, She only queen of love and beauty. "But could thy fiery poisoned dart At no time touch her spotless heart, Nor come near?" "She is not subject to Love's bow: Her eye commands, her heart saith 'No'." No, no, no, and only No, One No another still doth follow. "How might I that fair wonder know That mocks desire with endless 'No "?" "See the moon That ever in one change doth grow, Yet still the same: and She is so. From heaven her virtues she doth borrow. "To her, then, yield thy shafts and bow That can command affections so." "Love is free: So are her thoughts that vanquish thee. There is no queen of Love but She." She, She, She, and only She, She only queen of love and beauty. When Love on When love on time and measure makes his ground, Time that must end, though love can never die, 'Tis love betwixt a shadow and a sound, A love not in the heart but in the eye; A love that ebbs and flows, now up, now down, A morning's favour and an evening's frown. Sweet looks show love, yet they are but as beams; Fair words seem true, yet they are but as wind; Eyes shed their tears, yet are but outward streams; Sighs paint a shadow in the falsest mind. Looks, words, tears, sighs show love when love they leave; False hearts can weep, sigh, swear, and yet deceive. (B 325) Who's there Open the door! Who's there within? The fairest of thy mother's kin, O come, come, come abroad The air with tunes that load! And will not part until it kiss thee.” "Were I as fair as you pretend, To hear the sweet birds sing The day may miss me: Therefore depart, you shall not kiss me. So saith my Fair and Beautiful Lycoris So saith my fair and beautiful Lycoris, When now and then she talketh With me of Love: "Love is a sprite that walketh, And none alive can hold him, Till from her lips he fetch him. |