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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed.  The Book of Restoration Verse.  1910.
The Call
By John Hall (1627–1656)
      ROMIRA, stay,
And run not thus like a young roe away;
      No enemy
Pursues thee (foolish girl!), ’tis only I:
      I’ll keep off harms,        5
If thou’ll be pleased to garrison mine arms;
      What, dost thou fear
I’ll turn a traitor? may these roses here
      To paleness shred,
And lilies stand disguisèd in new red,        10
      If that I lay
A snare, wherein thou would’st not gladly stay.
      See, see, the Sun
Does slowly to his azure lodging run;
      Come, sit but here,        15
And presently he’ll quit our hemisphere:
      So, still among
Lovers, time is too short or else too long;
      Here will we spin
Legends for them that have love-martyrs been;        20
      Here on this plain
We’ll talk Narcissus to a flower again.
      Come here, and choose
On which of these proud plats thou would repose;
      Here may’st thou shame        25
The rusty violets, with the crimson flame
      Of either cheek,
And primroses white as thy fingers seek;
      Nay, thou may’st prove
That man’s most noble passion is to love.        30

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