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STARVE not yourself, because you may Thereby make me pine away; Nor let brittle beauty make You your wiser thoughts forsake: For that lovely face will fail, Beauty's sweet, but beauty's frail ; 'Tis sooner past, ’tis sooner done, Than summer's rain, or winter's sun: Most fleeting when it is most dear; 'Tis gone, while we but
'tis here. These curious locks so aptly twin'd, Whose
hair a soul doth bind,
and all the rest
T. Carew's Poems.
HUE AND CRY AFTER CHLORIS.
Tell me, ye wand’ring spirits of the air,
you not see a nymph more bright, more fair
Wait on her hourly wheresoe'er she flies, And
cry, and cry, Amyntor for her absence dies.
Go search the vallies; pluck up ev'ry rose,
Go call the echoes to your aid, and cry,
But stay awhile, I have inform’d you ill,
If any brighter than the sun you see,
Select Airs. Printed for J. Playford,
* These verses are somewhat on the plan of Tasso's Amore Fuggitivo, who was indebted to the first Idyllium of Moschus. See an elegant paraphrase of this in Crashaw's Delights of the Muses, p. 110, Edit. 1670. Likewise the Hue and Cry after Cupid, by Ben Jonson, in his Masque on the Marriage of Lord Haddington.
She letteth fall some luring baits
For fools to gather up;
She tempereth her cup.
Small flies in spinner's web;
But makes them soon to ebb.
Her wat'ry eyes have burning force;
Her floods and flames conspire :
And sighs do blow her fire.
For May is full of flowers;
For love is full of showers.
Like tyrant, cruel wound she gives,
Like surgeon, salve she lends;
For death is both their ends.
She chains in servile bands;
Which eye best understands t.
* Her wat’ry eyes have burning force.] Anacreon, in his directions to the painter, orders him to give his mistress the moist, watery eye :
Το δε βλέμμα νύν αληθώς
"Αμα δ' υγρόν, ως Κυθήρής. In Amicam Suam. + Her eye in silence hath a speech
Which eye best understands.] The expression of silence was
That did entice the taste.
never more poetically introduced, or applied with greater truth, than by Mr. Sheridan, in his noble verses to the memory of Garrick:
Th’expressive glance, whose subtil comment draws
sense in silence, and a will in thought, G. Fletcher has, in his description of Justice, with great sublimity, attributed to her the power of interpreting the silence of thought:
for she each wish could find
Part I. St, 10