 | [Poems by Cary in] The Poetical Works Of Alice and Phoebe Cary |  |
CARE.
Care is like a husbandman
Who doth guard our treasures:
And the while, all ways he can,
Spoils our harmless pleasures.
Who doth guard our treasures:
And the while, all ways he can,
Spoils our harmless pleasures.
Loving hearts and laughing brows,
Most he seeks to plunder,
And each furrow that he ploughs
Turns the roses under.
Most he seeks to plunder,
And each furrow that he ploughs
Turns the roses under.
| [Poems by Cary in] The Poetical Works Of Alice and Phoebe Cary | |