lyrical poems-第15部分

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In　prayer　the　lips　ne'er　act　the　winning　part　Without　the　sweet　concurrence　of　the　heart。


*166*

LOVE；　WHAT　IT　IS

Love　is　a　circle；　that　doth　restless　move　In　the　same　sweet　eternity　of　Love。


*167*

DREAMS

Here　we　are　all；　by　day；　by　night　we're　hurl'd　By　dreams；　each　one　into　a　several　world。


*168*

AMBITION

In　man；　ambition　is　the　common'st　thing；　Each　one　by　nature　loves　to　be　a　king。


*169*

SAFETY　ON　THE　SHORE

What　though　the　sea　be　calm？　　Trust　to　the　shore；　Ships　have　been　drown'd；　where　late　they　danced　before。


*170*

UPON　A　PAINTED　GENTLEWOMAN

Men　say　you're　fair；　and　fair　ye　are；　'tis　true；　But；　hark！　　we　praise　the　painter　now；　not　you。


*171*

UPON　WRINKLES

Wrinkles　no　more　are；　or　no　less；　Than　beauty　turn'd　to　sourness。


*172*

CASUALTIES

Good　things；　that　come　of　course；　far　less　do　please　Than　those　which　come　by　sweet　contingencies。


*173*

TO　LIVE　FREELY

Let's　live　in　haste；　use　pleasures　while　we　may；　Could　life　return；　'twould　never　lose　a　day。


*174*

NOTHING　FREE…COST

Nothing　comes　free…cost　here；　Jove　will　not　let　His　gifts　go　from　him；　if　not　bought　with　sweat。


*175*

MAN'S　DYING…PLACE　UNCERTAIN

Man　knows　where　first　he　ships　himself；　but　he　Never　can　tell　where　shall　his　landing　be。


*176*

LOSS　FROM　THE　LEAST

Great　men　by　small　means　oft　are　overthrown；　He's　lord　of　thy　life；　who　contemns　his　own。


*177*

POVERTY　AND　RICHES

Who　with　a　little　cannot　be　content；　Endures　an　everlasting　punishment。


*178*

UPON　MAN

Man　is　composed　here　of　a　twofold　part；　The　first　of　nature；　and　the　next　of　art；　Art　presupposes　nature；　nature；　she　Prepares　the　way　for　man's　docility。


*179*

PURPOSES

No　wrath　of　men；　or　rage　of　seas；　Can　shake　a　just　man's　purposes；　No　threats　of　tyrants；　or　the　grim　Visage　of　them　can　alter　him；　But　what　he　doth　at　first　intend；　That　he　holds　firmly　to　the　end。


*180*

FOUR　THINGS　MAKE　US　HAPPY　HERE

Health　is　the　first　good　lent　to　men；　A　gentle　disposition　then：　Next；　to　be　rich　by　no　by…ways；　Lastly；　with　friends　t'　enjoy　our　days。


*181*

THE　WATCH

Man　is　a　watch；　wound　up　at　first；　but　never　Wound　up　again；　Once　down；　he's　down　for　ever。　The　watch　once　down；　all　motions　then　do　cease；　The　man's　pulse　stopt；　all　passions　sleep　in　peace。


*182*

UPON　THE　DETRACTER

I　ask'd　thee　oft　what　poets　thou　hast　read；　And　lik'st　the　best？　　Still　thou　repli'st；　The　dead。　I　shall；　ere　long；　with　green　turfs　cover'd　be；　Then　sure　thou'lt　like；　or　thou　wilt　envy；　me。


*183*

ON　HlMSELF

Live　by　thy　Muse　thou　shalt；　when　others　die；　Leaving　no　fame　to　long　posterity；　When　monarchies　trans…shifted　are；　and　gone；　Here　shall　endure　thy　vast　dominion。


**　NATURE　AND　LIFE　**

*184*

I　CALL　AND　I　CALL

I　call；　I　call：　　who　do　ye　call？　The　maids　to　catch　this　cowslip　ball！　But　since　these　cowslips　fading　be；　Troth；　leave　the　flowers；　and　maids；　take　me！　Yet；　if　that　neither　you　will　do；　Speak　but　the　word；　and　I'll　take　you；


*185*

THE　SUCCESSION　OF　THE　FOUR　SWEET　MONTHS

First；　April；　she　with　mellow　showers　Opens　the　way　for　early　flowers；　Then　after　her　comes　smiling　May；　In　a　more　rich　and　sweet　array；　Next　enters　June；　and　brings　us　more　Gems　than　those　two　that　went　before；　Then；　lastly；　July　comes；　and　she　More　wealth　brings　in　than　all　those　three。


*186*

TO　BLOSSOMS

Fair　pledges　of　a　fruitful　tree；　Why　do　ye　fall　so　fast？　Your　date　is　not　so　past；　But　you　may　stay　yet　here　a…while；　To　blush　and　gently　smile；　And　go　at　last。

What；　were　ye　born　to　be　An　hour　or　half's　delight；　And　so　to　bid　good…night？　'Twas　pity　Nature　brought　ye　forth；　Merely　to　show　your　worth；　And　lose　you　quite。

But　you　are　lovely　leaves；　where　we　May　read　how　soon　things　have　Their　end；　though　ne'er　so　brave：　And　after　they　have　shown　their　pride；　Like　you；　a…while；they　glide　Into　the　grave。


*187*

THE　SHOWER　OF　BLOSSOMS

Love　in　a　shower　of　blossoms　came　Down；　and　half　drown'd　me　with　the　same；　The　blooms　that　fell　were　white　and　red；　But　with　such　sweets　commingled；　As　whether　（this）　I　cannot　tell；　My　sight　was　pleased　more；　or　my　smell；　But　true　it　was；　as　I　roll'd　there；　Without　a　thought　of　hurt　or　fear；　Love　turn'd　himself　into　a　bee；　And　with　his　javelin　wounded　me；…　From　which　mishap　this　use　I　make；　Where　most　sweets　are；　there　lies　a　snake；　Kisses　and　favours　are　sweet　things；　But　those　have　thorns；　and　these　have　stings。


*188*

TO　THE　ROSE：　　SONG

Go；　happy　Rose；　and　interwove　With　other　flowers；　bind　my　Love。　Tell　her；　too；　she　must　not　be　Longer　flowing；　longer　free；　That　so　oft　has　fetter'd　me。

Say；　if　she's　fretful；　I　have　bands　Of　pearl　and　gold；　to　bind　her　hands；　Tell　her；　if　she　struggle　still；　I　have　myrtle　rods　at　will；　For　to　tame；　though　not　to　kill。

Take　thou　my　blessing　thus；　and　go　And　tell　her　this；but　do　not　so！　Lest　a　handsome　anger　fly　Like　a　lightning　from　her　eye；　And　burn　thee　up；　as　well　as　I！


*189*

THE　FUNERAL　RITES　OF　THE　ROSE

The　Rose　was　sick；　and　smiling　died；　And；　being　to　be　sanctified；　About　the　bed；　there　sighing　stood　The　sweet　and　flowery　sisterhood。　Some　hung　the　head；　while　some　did　bring；　To　wash　her；　water　from　the　spring；　Some　laid　her　forth；　while　others　wept；　But　all　a　solemn　fast　there　kept。　The　holy　sisters　some　among；　The　sacred　dirge　and　trental　sung；　But　ah！　　what　sweets　smelt　everywhere；　As　heaven　had　spent　all　perfumes　there！　At　last；　when　prayers　for　the　dead；　And　rites；　were　all　accomplished；　They；　weeping；　spread　a　lawny　loom；　And　closed　her　up　as　in　a　tomb。


*190*

THE　BLEEDING　HAND；　OR　THE　SPRIG　OF　EGLANTINE　GIVEN　TO　A　MAID

From　this　bleeding　hand　of　mine；　Take　this　sprig　of　Eglantine：　Which；　though　sweet　unto　your　smell；　Yet　the　fretful　briar　will　tell；　He　who　plucks　the　sweets；　shall　prove　Many　thorns　to　be　in　love。


*191*

TO　CARNATIONS：　　A　SONG

Stay　while　ye　will；　or　go；　And　leave　no　scent　behind　ye：　Yet　trust　me；　I　shall　know　The　place　where　I　may　find　ye。

Within　my　Lucia's　cheek；　（Whose　livery　ye　wear）　Play　ye　at　hide　or　seek；　I'm　sure　to　find　ye　there。


*192*

TO　PANSIES

Ah；　Cruel　Love！　　must　I　endure　Thy　many　scorns；　and　find　no　cure？　Say；　are　thy　medicines　made　to　be　Helps　to　all　others　but　to　me？　I'll　leave　thee；　and　to　Pansies　come：　Comforts　you'll　afford　me　some：　You　can　ease　my　heart；　and　do　What　Love　could　ne'er　be　brought　unto。


*193*

HOW　PANSIES　OR　HEARTS…EASE　CAME　FIRST

Frolic　virgins　once　these　were；　Overloving；　living　here；　Being　here　their　ends　denied　Ran　for　sweet…hearts　mad；　and　died。　Love；　in　pity　of　their　tears；　And　their　loss　in　blooming　years；　For　their　restless　here…spent　hours；　Gave　them　hearts…ease　turn'd　to　flowers。


*194*

WHY　FLOWERS　CHANGE　COLOUR

These　fresh　beauties；　we　can　prove；　Once　were　virgins；　sick　of　love；　Turn'd　to　flowers：　still　in　some；　Colours　go　and　colours　come。


*195*

THE　PRIMROSE

Ask　me　why　I　send　you　here　This　sweet　Infanta　of　the　year？　Ask　me　why　I　send　to　you　This　Primrose；　thus　bepearl'd　with　dew？　I　will　whisper　to　your　ears；　The　sweets　of　love　are　mixt　with　tears。

Ask　me　why　this　flower　does　show　So　yellow…green；　and　sickly　too？　Ask　me　why　the　stalk　is　weak　And　bending；　yet　it　doth　not　break？　I　will　answer；these　discover　What　fainting　hopes　are　in　a　lover。


*196*

TO　PRIMROSES　FILLED　WITH　MORNING　DEW

Why　do　ye　weep；　sweet　babes？　　can　tears　Speak　grief　in　you；　Who　were　but　born　just　as　the　modest　morn　Teem'd　her　refreshing　dew？　Alas；　you　have　not　known　that　shower　That　mars　a　flower；　Nor　felt　th'　unkind　Breath　of　a　blasting　wind；　Nor　are　ye　worn　with　years；　Or　warp'd　as　we；　Who　think　it　strange　to　see；　Such　pretty　flowers；　like　to　orphans　young；　To　speak　by　tears；　before　ye　have　a　tongue。

Speak；　whimp'ring　younglings；　and　make　known　The　reason　why　Ye　droop　and　weep；　Is　it　for　want　of　sleep；　Or　childish　lullaby？　Or　that　ye　have　not　seen　as　yet　The　violet？　Or　brought　a　kiss　From　that　Sweet…heart；　to　this？　No；　no；　this　sorrow　shown　By　your　tears　shed；　Would　have　this　lecture　read；　That　things　of　greatest；　so　of　meanest　worth；　Conceived　with　grief　are；　and　with　tears　brought　forth。


*197*

TO　DAISIES；　NOT　TO　SHUT　SO　SOON

Shut　not　so　soon；　the　dull…eyed　night　Has　not　as　yet　begun　To　make　a　seizure　on　the　light；　Or　to　seal　up　the　sun。

No　marigolds　yet　closed　are；　No　shadows　great　appear；　Nor　doth　the　early　shepherds'　star　Shine　like　a　spangle　here。

Stay　but　till　my　Julia　close　Her　life…begetting　eye；　And　let　the　whole　world　then　dispose　Itself　to　live　or　die。


*198*

TO　DAFFADILS

Fair　Daffadils；　we　weep　to　see　You　haste　away　so　soon；　As　yet　the　early…rising　sun　Has　not　attain'd　his　noon。　Stay；　stay；　Until　the　hasting　day　Has　run　But　to　the　even…song；　And；　having　pray'd　together；　we　Will　go　with　you　along。

We　have　short　time　to　stay；　as　you；　We　have　as　short　a　spring；　As　quick　a　growth　to　meet　decay；　As　you；　or　any　thing。　We　die　As　your　hours　do；　and　dry　Away；　Like　to　the　summer's　rain；　Or　as　the　pearls　of　morning's　dew；　Ne'er　to　be　found　again。


*199*

TO　VIOLETS

Welcome；　maids　of　honour；　You　do　bring　In　the　Spring；　And　wait　upon　her。

She　has　virgins　many；　Fresh　and　fair；　Yet　you　are　More　sweet　than　any。

You're　the　maiden　posies；　And　so　graced；　To　be　placed　'Fore　damask　roses。

Yet；　though　thus　respected；　By　and　by　Ye　do　lie；　Poor　girls；　neglected。


*200*

THE　APRON　OF　FLOWERS

To　gather　flowers；　Sappha　went；　And　homeward　she　did　bring　Within　her　lawny　continent；　The　treasure　of　the　Spring。

She　smiling　blush'd；　and　blushing　smiled；　And　sweetly　blushing　thus；　She　look'd　as　she'd　been　got　with　child　By　young　Favonius。

Her　apron　gave；　as　she　did　pass；　An　odour　more　divine；　More　pleasing　too；　than　ever　was　The　lap　of　Proserpine。


*201*

THE　LILY　IN　A　CRYSTAL

You　have　beheld　a　smiling　rose　When　virgins'　hands　have　drawn　O'er　it　a　cobweb…lawn：　And　here；　you　see；　this　lily　shows；　Tomb'd　in　a　crystal　stone；　More　fair　in　this　transparent　case　Than　when　it　grew　alone；　And　had　but　single　grace。

You　see　how　cream　but　naked　is；　Nor　dances　in　the　eye　Without　a　strawberry；　Or　some　fine　tincture；　like　to　this；　Which　draws　the　sight　thereto；　More　by　that　wantoning　with　it；　Than