Part 11 (1/2)

But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires; Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.

Thomas Carew.

MATIN SONG.

Rise, Lady Mistress! rise!

The night hath tedious been; No sleep hath fallen into mine eyes, Nor slumbers made me sin.

Is not she a saint, then, say!

Thought of whom keeps sin away?

Rise, madam! rise, and give me light, Whom darkness still will cover, And ignorance, more dark than night, Till thou smile on thy lover.

All want day till thy beauty rise, For the gray morn breaks from thine eyes.

Nathaniel Field.

JULIA.

Some asked me where the rubies grew, And nothing did I say, But with my finger pointed to The lips of Julia.

Some asked how pearls did grow, and where; Then spake I to my girl, To part her lips and show me there The quarelets of pearl.

One asked me where the roses grew; I bade him not go seek, But forthwith bade my Julia show A bud in either cheek.

Robert Herrick.

CHERRY RIPE.

”Cherry ripe, ripe, ripe,” I cry, ”Full and fair ones--come and buy;”

If so be you ask me where They do grow? I answer, ”There, Where my Julia's lips do smile;”

There's the land, or cherry-isle, Whose plantations fully show All the year where cherries grow!

Robert Herrick.