Young Men's Love Then Lies

You Will Never Age For Me, Nor Fade, Nor Die.

The Strawberry Grows Underneath The Nettle And Wholesome Berries Thrive And Ripen Best Neighbour'd By Fruit Of Baser Quality.

His Steeds To Water At Those Springs On Chaliced Flowers That Lies; And Winking Mary-buds Begin To Ope Their Golden Eyes: With Every Thing That Pretty Is, My Lady Sweet, Arise.

Your "if" Is The Only Peacemaker; Much Virtue In "if.

If Money Go Before, All Ways Do Lie Open.