Henry King

VE flowers—that I could gallant it like you, And be as little vain
You come abroad, and make a harmless show, And to your beds of earth again
You are not proud: you know your birth:
For your embroider'd garments are from earth...

The man is blest whose feet not tread,
By wicked counsailes led:
Nor stands in that perverted way,
In which the Sinners stray;

O all ye Nations record,
The Praises of the Lord;
Ye people through the Universe,
Your Makers praise rehearse

Fond Lunatick forbear, why do'st thou sue For thy affections pay e're it is due
Loves fruits are legal use; and therefore may Be onely taken on the marriage day
Who for this interest too early call,
By that exaction lose the Principall

Like to the falling of a star,
Or as the flights of eagles are,
Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue,
Or silver drops of morning dew,

Down stormy passions, down; no more Let your rude waves invade the shore Where blushing reason sits and hides Her from the fury of your tides
Fit onely 'tis where you bear sway That Fools or Franticks do obey;
Since judgment, if it not r...

Ill busi'd man
why should'st thou take such care To lengthen out thy life's short calendar
When ev'ry spectacle thou lookst upon Presents and acts thy execution
Each drooping season and each flower doth cry, "Fool