Your charms in harmless childhood lay As metals in a mine; Age from no face takes more away Than youth conceal'd in thine: My passion with your beauty grew, Threw a new flaming dart; SAY, lovely dream, where couldst thou find Shadows to counterfeit that face? Colours of this glorious kind Come not from any mortal place. lu heaven itself thou sure wert drest With that angel-like disguise; Thus Thus deluded am I blest, And see my joy with closed eyes. But ah! this image is too kind To be other than a dream! Cruel SACCHARISSA's mind Never put on that sweet extreme. Fair dream, if thou intend'st me grace, And make it to appear like mine. Pale, wan, and meagre let it look, Such as wander by the brook Of LETHE, or from graves escape. Then to that matchless nymph appear, With humble words express my woe. Perhaps from greatness, state, and pride, Thus surprised she may fall: And, death resembling, equals all. WALLER. SHE loves, and she confesses too; What's this, ye gods, what can it be? Remains there still an enemy ? Bold Honour stands up in the gate, And would yet capitulate. Have I o'ercome all real foes, And shall this phantom me oppose ? Noisy nothing, stalking shade, But I shall find out counter charms, Sure I shall rid myself of thee And obscurer secrecy. Unlike to every other spright, Thou attempt'st not men t' affright, Nor appear'st, but in the light. COWLEY. Is now, since I sat down before (Time strangely spent) a year and more, And still I did my part; Made my approaches, from her hand And did already understand Proceeded on with no less art, When this did nothing, I brought down A thousand thousand to the town, And still it yielded not. I then resolved to starve the place By cutting off all kisses, Praising and gazing on her face, And all such little blisses.v9d oumza j To draw her out and from her strength, I drew all batteries in ; And brought myself to lie at length As if no siege had been. When I had done what man could do, And thought the place my own, The enemy lay quiet.too, And smiled at all was done. I sent to know from whence, and where, A spy inform'd, Honour was there, And did command in chief. March, march, (quoth I) the word straight give, Let's lose no time, but leave her; That giant upon air will live, And hold it out forever. To such a place our camp remove I hate a fool that starves her love Only to feed her pride. SUCKLING. |