VANITAS VANITATUM N loving thee thou know'st I am forsworn, IN But thou art twice forsworn, to me love swearing, In act thy bed-vow broke and new faith torn But why of two oaths' breach do I accuse thee, For I have sworn deep oaths of thy deep kindness, And, to enlighten thee, gave eyes to blindness, For I have sworn thee fair; more perjured I, YOUTH AND AGE CRABBED Age and Youth cannot live together: Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care; Youth like summer morn, age like winter weather; Youth like summer brave, age like winter bare. Youth is full of sport, age's breath is short; Youth is nimble, age is lame; Youth is hot and bold, age is weak and cold; Age, I do abhor thee; Youth, I do adore thee; O, my Love, my Love is young! Age, I do defy thee: O, sweet shepherd, hie thee, For methinks thou stay'st too long. FAIR AND FALSE AIR is my Love, but not so fair as fickle ; FAIR Mild as a dove, but neither true nor trusty; Brighter than glass, and yet, as glass is, brittle; Softer than wax, and yet, as iron, rusty : A lily pale, with damask dye to grace her, Her lips to mine how often hath she join'd, She burn'd with love, as straw with fire flameth; She burn'd out love, as soon as straw out-burneth; She framed the love, and yet she foil'd the framing; She bade love last, and yet she fell a-turning. Was this a lover, or a lecher whether? Bad in the best, though excellent in neither. TO-MORROW LORD, how mine eyes throw gazes to the east ! My heart doth charge the watch; the morning rise Doth cite each moving sense from idle rest. Not daring trust the office of mine eyes, While Philomela sits and sings, I sit and mark, And wish her lays were tunéd like the lark; For she doth welcome daylight with her ditty, sorrow; For why, she sigh'd, and bade me come to morrow. |