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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed.  The Book of Restoration Verse.  1910.
Damilcar’s Song
By John Dryden (1631–1700)
AH, 1 how sweet it is to love!
  Ah, how gay is young Desire!
And what pleasing pains we prove
  When we first approach Love’s fire!
Pains of love be sweeter far        5
Than all other pleasures are.
Sighs which are from lovers blown
  Do but gently heave the heart:
Ev’n the tears they shed alone
  Cure, like trickling balm, their smart;        10
Lovers, when they lose their breath,
Bleed away in easy death.
Love and Time with reverence use,
  Treat them like a parting friend;
Nor the golden gifts refuse        15
  Which in youth sincere they send:
For each year their price is more,
And they less simple than before.
Love like spring-tides full and high,
  Swells in every youthful vein;        20
But each tide does less supply,
  Till they quite shrink in again:
If a flow in age appear,
’Tis but rain, and runs not clear.
Note 1. From Tyrannick Love, 1670. [back]

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