Thomas Middleton

I have been a soldier,
Till the helm hath worn those aged temples bare.

I have been a soldier,
Till the helm hath worn those aged temples bare.

For the air of youth,
Hopeful and cheerful, in thy blood will reign
A melancholy damp of read more

For the air of youth,
Hopeful and cheerful, in thy blood will reign
A melancholy damp of cold and dry
To weigh thy spirits down, and last consume
The balm of life.

Let no man seek
Henceforth to be foretold that shall befall
Him or his children.

Let no man seek
Henceforth to be foretold that shall befall
Him or his children.

Two other precious drops that ready stood,
Each, in their crystal sluice, he ere they fell
Kiss'd.

Two other precious drops that ready stood,
Each, in their crystal sluice, he ere they fell
Kiss'd.

Yielded with coy submission, modest pride,
And sweet reluctant amorous delay.

Yielded with coy submission, modest pride,
And sweet reluctant amorous delay.