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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
A Song: ‘Ask me no more where Jove bestows’
By Thomas Carew (1595?–1639?)
 
ASK me no more where Jove bestows,
When June is past, the fading rose;
For in your beauty’s orient deep,
These flowers, as in their causes, sleep.
 
Ask me no more whither doth stray        5
The golden atoms of the day;
For in pure love heaven did prepare
These powders to enrich your hair.
 
Ask me no more whither doth haste
The nightingale when May is past;        10
For in your sweet dividing throat,
She winters and keeps warm her note.
 
Ask me no more where those stars light
That downward fall in dead of night;
For in your eyes they sit, and there        15
Fixèd become as in their sphere.
 
Ask me no more if east or west
The Phœnix builds her spicy nest;
For unto you at last she flies,
And in your fragrant bosom dies.        20
 
 
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