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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Sonnet XLV. Beauty, sweet love! is like the morning dew
Samuel Daniel (1562–1619)
BEAUTY, sweet love! is like the morning dew;
    Whose short refresh upon the tender green,
    Cheers for a time, but till the sun doth show:
    And straight ’tis gone, as it had never been.
Soon doth it fade, that makes the fairest flourish;        5
    Short is the glory of the blushing rose:
    The hue which thou so carefully dost nourish;
    Yet which, at length, thou must be forced to lose.
When thou, surcharged with burden of thy years,
    Shalt bend thy wrinkles homeward to the earth;        10
    When Time hath made a passport for thy fears,
    Dated in age, the Kalends of our death:
But, ah! no more! This hath been often told;
And women grieve to think they must be old.

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