| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| | | Robert Herrick. (15911674) (continued) |
| | | 2269 | You say to me-wards your affection s strong; Pray love me little, so you love me long. 1 |
| Love me Little, Love me Long. |
| 2270 | Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying, And this same flower that smiles to-day To-morrow will be dying. 2 |
| To the Virgins to make much of Time. |
| 2271 | Fall on me like a silent dew, Or like those maiden showers Which, by the peep of day, do strew A baptism oer the flowers. |
| To Music, to becalm his Fever. |
| 2272 | Fair daffadills, we weep to see You haste away so soon: As yet the early rising sun Has not attained his noon. |
| To Daffadills. |
| 2273 | | Thus woe succeeds a woe, as wave a wave. 3 |
| Sorrows Succeed. |
| 2274 | Her pretty feet, like snails, did creep A little out, and then, 4 As if they played at bo-peep, Did soon draw in again. |
| To Mistress Susanna Southwell. |
| 2275 | Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee, The shooting-stars attend thee; And the elves also, Whose little eyes glow Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee. |
| The Night Piece to Julia. |
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