ROBERT HERRICK
'Tis but silk that bindeth thee,
Knap the thread and thou art free;
But 'tis otherwise with me
I am bound and fast bound, so
That from thee I cannot go;
If I could, I would not so.
��269 To Daisies y not to shut so soon
SHUT not so soon; the dull-eyed night Has not as yet begun To make a seizure on the light, Or to seal up the sun.
No marigolds yet closed are,
No shadows great appear; Nor doth the early shepherd's star
Shine like a spangle here.
Stay but till my Julia close
Her life-begetting eye, And let the whole world then dispose
Itself to live or die.
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��270 The Night-piece: To Julia
ER eyes the glow-worm lend thee,
The shooting stars attend thee, And the elves also, Whose little eyes glow Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee.
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