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Andrew Macphail, comp.  The Book of Sorrow.  1916.
XXVII. Vain Longing
Upon Castara’s Departure
By William Habington (1605–1654)
VOWS are vain. No suppliant breath
Stays the speed of swift-heel’d death.
Life with her is gone, and I
Learn but a new way to die.
See the flowers condole, and all        5
Wither in my funeral.
The bright lily, as if day
Parted with her, fades away.
Violets hang their heads, and lose
All their beauty. That the rose        10
A sad part in sorrow bears,
Witness all those dewy tears,
Which as pearl, or diamond like,
Swell upon her blushing cheek.
All things mourn; but oh, behold        15
How the withered marigold
Closeth up now she is gone,
Judging her the setting sun.

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