GO, LOVELY ROSE-A SONG Tell her, that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retir'd; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desir'd, And not blush so to be admir'd. Then die! that she The common fate of all things rare How small a part of time they share EDMUND WALLER. ར» EARLY RISING AND PRAYER. WHEN first thy eyes unveil, give thy soul leave Yet never sleep the sun up; prayer should Dawn with the day: there are set awful hours Rise to prevent the sun; sleep doth sins glut, Then journey on, and have an eye to heav'n. EARLY RISING AND PRAYER. Shroud in their births; the crown of life, light, truth, VAUGHAN. MY MIND TO ME A KINGDOM IS. My mind to me a kingdom is, Such perfect joy therein I find, That it excels all other bliss That God or Nature hath assign'd: Though much I want that most would have, No princely port, or wealthy store, No wily wit to salve a sore, No shape to win a loving eye; |