Thy watch may stand, my minutes fly post-haste;
No sound calls back the year that once is past.
Then, sweetest Silvia, let's no longer stay;
True love, we know, precipitates delay.
Away with doubts, all scruples hence remove;
No man at one time can be wise and love.
11. THE PARLIAMENT OF ROSES TO JULIA.
I dreamt the roses one time went
To meet and sit in parliament;
The place for these, and for the rest
Of flowers, was thy spotless breast,
Over the which a state was drawn
Of tiffanie or cobweb lawn.
Then in that parly all those powers
Voted the rose the queen of flowers;
But so as that herself should be
The maid of honour unto thee.
State, a canopy.
Tiffanie, gauze.
Parly, a parliament.
12. NO BASHFULNESS IN BEGGING.
To get thine ends, lay bashfulness aside;
Who fears to ask doth teach to be deny'd.
