Cupid is winged and doth range, Her country so my love doth change: But change she earth, or change she sky, Yet will I love her till I die. Anon. CXXV HIS SUPPOSED MISTRESS If I freely may discover What would please me in my lover, She should be allowed her passions, B. Jonson. BEAUTY CLEAR AND FAIR 125 CXXVI SILVIA WHO is Silvia? What is she, That all our swains commend her? Holy, fair and wise is she; The heaven such grace did lend her. That she might admired be. Is she kind as she is fair? For beauty lives with kindness: Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness; And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, Upon the dull earth dwelling : Shakespeare. CXXVII BEAUTY CLEAR AND FAIR BEAUTY clear and fair, Where the air Rather like a perfume dwells; Where the violet and the rose Their blue veins and blush disclose, And come to honour nothing else: Where to live near And planted there Is to live, and still live new ; More than light, perpetual bliss,- Dear, again back recall To this light, A stranger to himself and all! Shall be yours, and eke the glory; J. Fletcher. CXXVIII A COMPARISON 1 MARK when she smiles with amiable cheer, Likest it seemeth to my simple wit A COMPARISON At sight whereof each bird that sits on spray, 127 So my storm-beaten heart likewise is cheer'd CXXIX 2 SHALL I compare thee to a summer's day? Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, But thy eternal summer shall not fade So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, CXXX SONG Ask me no more where Jove bestows, Ask me no more whither do stray pure Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more whither doth haste Ask me no more where those stars light That downwards fall in dead of night; For in your eyes they sit, and there Fixed become as in their sphere. Ask me no more if east or west T. Carew. |