241 242 since, spite of him, I'll live in this poor rhyme, and thou in this shalt find thy monument, W. SHAKESPEARE TO HIS FRIEND, THAT HE SHOULD MARRY ROM fairest creatures we desire increase, FRO that thereby beauty's rose might never die, but thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes, Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament, within thine own bud buriest thy content to eat the world's due, by the grave and thee. WHE A REVIVAL W. SHAKESPEARE HEN forty winters shall besiege thy brow, then being asked where all thy beauty lies, How much more praise deserved thy beauty's use, This were to be new made when thou art old, and see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold. W. SHAKESPEARE 243 O THE TRUE AND THE FALSE HOW much more doth beauty beauteous seem by that sweet ornament which truth doth give! the rose looks fair but fairer we it deem for that sweet odour which doth in it live: the canker-blooms have full as deep a dye when summer's breath their maskéd buds discloses : but, for their virtue only is their show, die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so; of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made: and so of you, beauteous and lovely youth, W. SHAKESPEARE 244 245 RICH AND POOR O are you to my thoughts as food to life, are ground: and for the peace of you I hold such strife now proud as an enjoyer and anon doubting the filching age will steal his treasure; then bettered that the world may see my pleasure; save what is had or must from you be took. W. SHAKESPEARE REVOLUTIONS IKE as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, LIKE as waves each changing place with that which goes before 246 Nativity, once in the main of light, crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'd, and Time that gave doth now his gift confound. and nothing stands but for his scythe to mow: W. SHAKESPEARE THE CHARACTER OF TRUE LOVE Ladmit impedime of true me ET me not to the marriage of true minds which alters when it alteration finds, O no! it is an ever-fixèd mark that looks on tempests and is never shaken; whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, If this be error and upon me proved, W. SHAKESPEARE 247 TO TIME TO SPARE HIS FRIEND EVOURING Time, blunt thou the lion's paws, DEVOURING Fame, devour her own sweet brood; pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger's jaws, 248 249 O, carve not with thy hours my Love's fair brow nor draw no lines there with thine antique pen; her in thy course untainted do allow for beauty's pattern to succeeding men. Yet, do thy worst, old Time: despite thy wrong, my Love shall in my verse ever live young. SHA W. SHAKESPEARE THE UNFADING PICTURE HALL I compare thee to a summer's day? so long as men can breathe or eyes can see, W. SHAKESPEARE THE TRIUMPH OF DEATH O longer mourn for me when I am dead give warning to the world that I am fled W. SHAKESPEARE 250 THE LOVER'S NIGHT THOUGHTS WEARY with toil, I haste me to my bed, to work my mind, when body's work's expired: for then my thoughts, from far where I abide, and keep my drooping eyelids open wide, makes black night beauteous and her old face new. W. SHAKESPEARE 251 LOVE'S CONSOLATION 252 WHall'alone beweep my HEN, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, and trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries wishing me like to one more rich in hope, for thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings, L W. SHAKESPEARE LOVE'S INGRATITUDE OVE, banished heaven, in earth was held in scorn, and wanting friends, though of a goddess born, |