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Sing no more ditties, sing no mo
Of dumps so dull and heavy ; The fraud of men was ever so, Since summer first was leafy,
Then sigh not so, &c.
[SAAKSPEARE.] TAKE, oh take, those lips away
That so sweetly were forsworn;
But my kisses bring again,
Hide, oh, hide those hills of snow
Which thy frozen bosom bears ;
But first set my poor heart free,
THE SILENT LOVER.
[SIR WALTER RALEIGH.]
RONG not, sweet mistress of my heart!
Who sues for no compassion.
Since, if my plaints were not t' approve
The conquest of thy beauty,
But fear t' exceed my duty.
For knowing that I sue to serve
A saint of such perfection, As all desire, but none deserve
A place in her affection.
I rather choose to want relief
Than venture the revealing : Where glory recommends the grief,
Despair disdains the healing.
Thus those desires that boil so high
In any mortal lover,
Discretion them must cover,
Yet when discretion doth bereave
The plaints that I could utter, Then your discretion may perceive
That silence is a suitor,
Silence in love bewrays more woe
Than words, though ne'er so witty; A beggar that is dumb, you know,
May challenge double pity,
Then wrong not, dearest to my heart,
My love for secret passion :
And sues for no compassion,
DRINK to me only with thine eyes,
And I will pledge with mine;
And 'll not ask for wine.
Doth ask a drink divine,
I would not change for thine.
I sent thee late a rosy wreath,
Not so much honouring thee,
It could not wither'd be;
And sent’st it back to me;
Not of itself, but thee.
Away with these self-loving lads,
For Cupid is a merry God,
Sweet Cupid's shafts, like destiny,
What fools are they that have not known
My songs they be of Cynthia's praise,
Where Honour Cupid's rival is
The worth that worthiness should move
Sweet saint, 'tis true you worthy be
Sweet are the charms of her I love,
More fragrant than the damask rose,
Gentle as air when zephyr blows,
True as the needle to the pole,
Or as the dial to the sun : Constant as gliding waters fall,
Whose swelling tides obey the moon; · From every other charmer free, My life and love shall follow thee,