Why I tie about thy wrist,
Julia, this silken twist;
For what other reason 'tis
But to show thee how, in part,
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Be the mistress of my choice,
Clean in manners, clear in voice;
Be she witty, more than wise,
Pure enough, though not precise;
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Ah Ben!
Say how or when
Shall we, thy guests,
Meet at those lyric feasts,
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LACON. For a kiss or two, confess,
What doth cause this pensiveness,
Thou most lovely neat-herdess?
Why so lonely on the hill?
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Ponder my words, if so that any be
Known guilty here of incivility;
Let what is graceless, discomposed, and rude,
With sweetness, smoothness, softness be endued:
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A Gyges ring they bear about them still,
To be, and not seen when and where they will;
They tread on clouds, and though they sometimes fall,
They fall like dew, and make no noise at all:
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The May-pole is up,
Now give me the cup;
I'll drink to the garlands around it;
But first unto those
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O years! and age! farewell:
Behold I go,
Where I do know
Infinity to dwell.
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When I behold a forest spread
With silken trees upon thy head;
And when I see that other dress
Of flowers set in comeliness;
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