Abraham Cowley

(1618 – 28 July 1667 / London)

Thisbe's Song - Poem by Abraham Cowley

Come, love, why stay'st thou? The night
Will vanish ere wee taste delight.
The moone obscures her selfe from sight,
Thou absent, whose eyes give her light.

Come quickly deare, be briefe as time,
Or we by morne shall be o'retane,
Love's Joy's thing owne as well as mine,
Spend not therefore, time in vaine.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 24, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, February 24, 2014


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