That for my faults ye will me gently Tell her the joyous time will not be stayed, beat... Unless she do him by the forelock take; Bid her therefore herself soon ready make To wait on Love amongst his lovely crew; Where everyone that misseth then her make1 Shall be by him amerced2 with penance due. Make haste, therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime; For none can call again the passèd time. Where, whenas death shall all the world subdue, MICHAEL DRAYTON (1563–1631) SINCE THERE'S NO HELP Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part! Our love shall live, and later life Nay, I have done, you get no more of renew." Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date; Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, 5 And often is his gold complexion dimmed; And every fair1 from fair sometime de clines, By chance or nature's changing course untrimmed; But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;2 Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, And never wake to feel the day's dis- When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st: dain. So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this and this gives life to thee. い XXIX XXXIII Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows. green, When, in disgrace with fortune and men's Gilding pale streams with heavenly al chemy, Anon permit the basest clouds to ride 5 IO But out, alack! he was but one hour mine; The region3 cloud hath masked him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth; Suns of the world may stain, when heaven's sun staineth. LXIV Grual, ruthless Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven'sWhen I have seen by Time's fell hand degate; For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings. |