...ripe, in reafon rotten. Thy belt of ftraw, and ivy buds, Thy coral clafps, and amber ftuds, All thofe in me no means can move, To come to thee, and be thy love. But could youth laft, and love flill breed, Had joys no date, nor age no need; Then thefe delights my mind might move,...

...ripe, in reafon rotten. Thy belt of ftraw, and ivy buds, Thy coral claips, and amber ftuds, All thefe in me no means can move, To come to thee, and be thy love. B«t But could youth laft, and love ftill breed, Had joy no date, nor age no need ; Then thefe delights...

...wayward winter reckoning yields : A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap,...means can move To come, to thee, and be thy love. What should we talk of dainties then, Of better meat thanks fit for men f These are but vain : that's...

...ripe, in reafon rotten. Thy belt of ft raw, and ivy buds, Thy coral clafps and amber ftuds ; All thefe in me no means can move To come to thee and be thy love. But could youth laft and love ftill breed, Had joys no date—nor age no need, Then thefe delights my mind might move...

...ripe, in reafon rotten. Thy belt of ftraw, and ivy buds, Thy coral clafps, and amber ftuds ; All thefe in me no means can move To come to thee, and be thy love. What mould we talk of dainties then, Of better meat than's fit for men ? • The conclulion of this...

...reafon rotten. " Thy belt of ftraw, and ivy buds, " Thy coral clafps, and amber ftuds ; " All thefe in me no means can move " To come to thee, and be thy love. " What (hould we talk of dainties then, " Of better meat than's fit for men ? 'Mercy on me! I have...

...ripe, in reafon rotten. Thy belt of ftraw, and ivie buds, Thy coral clafps, and amber ftuds; All thefe in me no means can move To come to thee, and be thy love. But could youth laft, and love ftill breed, Had joyes no date, nor age no need; Then thofe delights my mind might more...

...ripe, in reafon rotten. Thy belt of ftraw, and ivie buds, Thy coral elafps, and amber ftuds; All thefe in me no means can move To come to thee, and be thy love. But could youth laft, and love fiill breed, Had joyes no date, nor age no need; Then thofe delights my mind might move...

...honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy bed of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies : Soon...folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy-buds, Thy coral clasps, and amber studs, All these in me no means can move, To come to thee, and...

...Some break, some wither, some forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason louui. ANOTHER SHEPHERD TO HIS LOVE. Thy belt of straw, and ivy buds; Thy coral clasps, and amber studs; All these in me HO means can move To come to thee, and be thy love. But could youth last, and love still breed, Had...