Treasure Island

John Fletcher

(20 December 1579 - 29 August 1625 / Rye, Sussex, England)

Love's Emblems


NOW the lusty spring is seen;
   Golden yellow, gaudy blue,
   Daintily invite the view:
Everywhere on every green
Roses blushing as they blow,
   And enticing men to pull,
Lilies whiter than the snow,
   Woodbines of sweet honey full:
   All love's emblems, and all cry,
   'Ladies, if not pluck'd, we die.'

Yet the lusty spring hath stay'd;
   Blushing red and purest white
   Daintily to love invite
Every woman, every maid:
Cherries kissing as they grow,
   And inviting men to taste,
Apples even ripe below,
   Winding gently to the waist:
   All love's emblems, and all cry,
   'Ladies, if not pluck'd, we die.'

Submitted: Saturday, January 04, 2003
Edited: Tuesday, May 22, 2012

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