CYNTHIA, to thy power and thee    We obey. Joy to this great company!    And no day Come to steal this night away

To give a stronger testimony of lo… Than sickly promises (which common… In princes find both birth and bur… In one breath), we have drawn you,… To make your fair endearments to o…

HENCE, all you vain delights,    As short as are the nights    Wherein you spend your folly! There 's naught in this life sweet… If men were wise to see’t,

It is late and cold; stir up the… Sit close, and draw the table nigh… Be merry, and drink wine that’s ol… A hearty medicine 'gainst a cold: Your beds of wanton down the best,

Care-charming Sleep, thou easer o… Brother to Death, sweetly thyself… On this afflicted prince; fall lik… In gentle showers; give nothing th… Or painful to his slumbers; easy,…

BEAUTY clear and fair,    Where the air Rather like a perfume dwells;    Where the violet and the rose    Their blue veins and blush disc…

Oh, fair sweet face! oh, eyes, cel… Twin stars in heaven, that now ado… Oh, fruitful lips, where cherries… And damask cheeks, where all sweet… Oh, thou, from head to foot divine…

LAY a garland on my herse    Of the dismal yew; Maidens, willow branches bear;    Say, I died true. My love was false, but I was firm

Through yon same bending plain, That flings his arms down to the m… And through these thick woods have… Whose bottom never kissed the sun Since the lusty spring began;

Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves when he did sing: To his music plants and flowers Ever sprung; as sun and showers

Hence, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights Wherein you spend your folly: There’s nought in this life sweet, If man were wise to see’t,

DRINK to-day, and drown all sorr… You shall perhaps not do it tomorr… Best, while you have it, use your… There is no drinking after death. Wine works the heart up, wakes the…

NOW the lusty spring is seen;    Golden yellow, gaudy blue,    Daintily invite the view: Everywhere on every green Roses blushing as they blow,

SING his praises that doth keep    Our flocks from harm. Pan, the father of our sheep;    And arm in arm Tread we softly in a round,

HEAR, ye ladies that despise    What the mighty Love has done; Fear examples and be wise:    Fair Callisto was a nun; Leda, sailing on the stream