Flamma sine Fumo or, poems without fictions. Hereunto are annexed the Causes, Symptoms, or Signes of several Diseases with their Cures, and also the diversity of Urines, with their Causes in Poetical measure. By R. W. [i.e. Rowland Watkyns] |
The Spring.
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The Spring.
See how the wanton SpringIn green is clad,
Heark how the birds do sing,
l'le not be sad:
Doth not the blushing Rose
Breath sweet perfume?
I will my spice disclose,
But not presume:
The dew falls on the grass,
And hastes away,
Which makes me mind my glass
Which will not stay:
Now plants and herbs do grow
In every place,
Lord, let not me be slow
In growth of Grace:
Behold the fruitful trees
And fertil ground;
Observe the painful Bees,
Whose hives abound;
I will not barren be,
Nor waste my dayes
Like slaggards, that are free
From vertuous wayes.
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