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What's that we see from far the spring of day	A
Bloom'd from the east or fair enjewell'd May	A
Blown out of April or some new	B
Star filled with glory to our view	B
Reaching at heaven	C
To add a nobler planet to the seven	C
Say or do we not descry	D
Some goddess in a cloud of tiffany	E
To move or rather the	F
Emergent Venus from the sea	E
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'Tis she 'tis she or else some more divine	G
Enlightened substance mark how from the shrine	G
Of holy saints she paces on	H
Treading upon vermilion	C
And amber spic	I
ing the chaft air with fumes of Paradise	J
Then come on come on and yield	K
A savour like unto a blessed field	K
When the bedabbled morn	L
Washes the golden ears of corn	L
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See where she comes and smell how all the street	M
Breathes vineyards and pomegranates O how sweet	M
As a fir'd altar is each stone	N
Perspiring pounded cinnamon	C
The ph oe nix' nest	O
Built up of odours burneth in her breast	O
Who therein would not consume	P
His soul to ash heaps in that rich perfume	P
Bestroking fate the while	Q
He burns to embers on the pile	Q
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Hymen O Hymen tread the sacred ground	R
Show thy white feet and head with marjoram crown'd	R
Mount up thy flames and let thy torch	S
Display the bridegroom in the porch	S
In his desires	T
More towering more disparkling than thy fires	T
Show her how his eyes do turn	U
And roll about and in their motions burn	U
Their balls to cinders haste	V
Or else to ashes he will waste	V
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Glide by the banks of virgins then and pass	W
The showers of roses lucky four leav'd grass	W
The while the cloud of younglings sing	X
And drown ye with a flowery spring	X
While some repeat	M
Your praise and bless you sprinkling you with wheat	M
While that others do divine	G
Bless'd is the bride on whom the sun doth shine	G
And thousands gladly wish	Y
You multiply as doth a fish	Y
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And beauteous bride we do confess y'are wise	Z
In dealing forth these bashful jealousies	A2
In love's name do so and a price	J
Set on yourself by being nice	J
But yet take heed	B2
What now you seem be not the same indeed	B2
And turn apostate love will	C2
Part of the way be met or sit stone still	C2
On then and though you slow	D2
ly go yet howsoever go	D2
	-
And now y'are entered see the coddled cook	E2
Runs from his torrid zone to pry and look	E2
And bless his dainty mistress see	E
The aged point out This is she	E
Who now must sway	A
The house love shield her with her yea and nay	A
And the smirk butler thinks it	F2
Sin in's napery not to express his wit	F2
Each striving to devise	Z
Some gin wherewith to catch your eyes	Z
	-
To bed to bed kind turtles now and write	G2
This the short'st day and this the longest night	G2
But yet too short for you 'tis we	E
Who count this night as long as three	E
Lying alone	N
Telling the clock strike ten eleven twelve one	C
Quickly quickly then prepare	D
And let the young men and the bride maids share	D
Your garters and their joints	H2
Encircle with the bridegroom's points	H2
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By the bride's eyes and by the teeming life	I2
Of her green hopes we charge ye that no strife	I2
Farther than gentleness tends gets place	J2
Among ye striving for her lace	J2
O do not fall	K2
Foul in these noble pastimes lest ye call	K2
Discord in and so divide	L2
The youthful bridegroom and the fragrant bride	L2
Which love forfend but spoken	C
Be't to your praise no peace was broken	C
	-
Strip her of springtime tender whimpering maids	M2
Now autumn's come when all these flowery aids	M2
Of her delays must end dispose	N2
That lady smock that pansy and that rose	N2
Neatly apart	O2
But for prick madam and for gentle heart	O2
And soft maidens' blush the bride	L2
Makes holy these all others lay aside	L2
Then strip her or unto her	D
Let him come who dares undo her	D
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And to enchant ye more see everywhere	D
About the roof a siren in a sphere	D
As we think singing to the din	P2
Of many a warbling cherubin	P2
O mark ye how	Q2
The soul of nature melts in numbers now	Q2
See a thousand Cupids fly	R2
To light their tapers at the bride's bright eye	R2
To bed or her they'll tire	D
Were she an element of fire	D
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And to your more bewitching see the proud	S2
Plump bed bear up and swelling like a cloud	S2
Tempting the two too modest can	P2
Ye see it brusle like a swan	P2
And you be cold	T2
To meet it when it woos and seems to fold	T2
The arms to hug it Throw throw	D2
Yourselves into the mighty overflow	D2
Of that white pride and drown	P2
The night with you in floods of down	P2
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The bed is ready and the maze of love	U2
Looks for the treaders everywhere is wove	V2
Wit and new mystery read and	W2
Put in practice to understand	X2
And know each wile	Q
Each hieroglyphic of a kiss or smile	Q
And do it to the full reach	Y2
High in your own conceit and some way teach	Y2
Nature and art one more	D
Play than they ever knew before	D
	-
If needs we must for ceremony's sake	Z2
Bless a sack posset luck go with it take	Z2
The night charm quickly you have spells	A3
And magics for to end and hells	A3
To pass but such	B3
And of such torture as no one would grutch	B3
To live therein for ever fry	R2
And consume and grow again to die	R2
And live and in that case	A3
Love the confusion of the place	A3
	-
But since it must be done despatch and sew	A3
Up in a sheet your bride and what if so	A3
It be with rock or walls of brass	A3
Ye tower her up as Danae was	A3
Think you that this	A3
Or hell itself a powerful bulwark is	A3
I tell ye no but like a	F
Bold bolt of thunder he will make his way	A
And rend the cloud and throw	A3
The sheet about like flakes of snow	A3
	-
All now is hushed in silence midwife moon	P2
With all her owl eyed issue begs a boon	P2
Which you must grant that's entrance with	C3
Which extract all we can call pith	D3
And quintessence	A3
Of planetary bodies so commence	A3
All fair constellations	A3
Looking upon ye that two nations	A3
Springing from two such fires	A3
May blaze the virtue of their sires	A3

Robert Herrick

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