230 HOW TO MAKE A BEAUTY. HOW TO MAKE A BEAUTY. (LINES TO MRS. BIDDY FLOYD.) WHEN Cupid did his grandsire Jove entreat LOVE'S PATIENCE. WHEN raging love with extreme pain LOVE'S PATIENCE. I call to mind the navy great That the Greeks brought to Troy town: And how the boisterous winds did beat Their ships, and rent their sails adown; Till Agamemnon's daughter's blood Appeas'd the gods that them withstood; And how that in those ten years war Then think I thus: "Sith such repair, Shall I not learn to suffer, then? Therefore I never will repent, But pains contented still endure; For like as when, rough winter spent, The pleasing spring straight draweth in ure; So after raging storms of care, Joyful at length may be my fare. H. Howard (Earl of Surrey) 231 232 LOVE'S MIGHT. LOVE'S MIGHT. HEAR, ye ladies that despise, Fair Calisto was a nun; Danaë, in a brazen tower Where no love was, loved a shower. Hear, ye ladies that are coy, What the mighty love can do; Fear the fierceness of the boy: The chaste moon he makes to woo; Vesta, kindling holy fires, Circled round about with spies, Never dreaming loose desires, Doting at the altar dies; Ilion, in a short hour, higher Beaumont and Fletcher. THE HEART OF STONE. 233 THE HEART OF STONE. WHENCE comes my love? O heart, disclose; The blushing cheek speaks modest mind, Sith nought doth say the heart of stone. Why thus, my love, so kind bespeak Sweet eye, sweet lip, sweet blushing cheek— Oh Venus, take thy gifts again! Sir John Harrington. 234 CRUEL AND FAIR. CRUEL AND FAIR. WHEN, cruel fair one, I am slain And, as a trophy of thy scorn, Nor can thy flame immortal burn, Thus freed from thy proud empire, I shall prove And when forsaken lovers come To see my tomb, Take heed thou mix not with the crowd, To view the spoils thy beauty made— Lest thy too cruel breath or name But if cold earth or marble must Whilst, hid in some dark ruins, I The pride of all thy victory Will sleep with me; |