TO HIS COY MISTRESS

Our sweetness up into one ball,

And tear our pleasures with rough strife,
Through the iron gates of life;

Thus, though we cannot make our sun
Stand still, yet we will make him run.

ANDREW MARVELL

THE WHITE FLAG

I SENT my love two roses,

-

As white as driven snow,

And one a blushing royal red,
A flaming Jacqueminot.

one

I meant to touch and test my fate;
That night I should divine,
The moment I should see my love,
If her true heart were mine.

For if she holds me dear, I said,
She'll wear my blushing rose;

If not, she'll wear my cold Lamarque,
As white as winter's snows.

My heart sank when I met her: sure

I had been overbold,

For on her breast my pale rose lay
In virgin whiteness cold.

THE WHITE FLAG

Yet with low words she greeted me,
With smiles divinely tender;

Upon her cheek the red rose dawned,

The white rose meant surrender.

JOHN HAY

A DIALOGUE FROM PLATO

"Les temps le mieux employe est celui qu'on perd.” CLAUDE TILLIER

I'D read three hours. Both notes and text

Were fast a mist becoming;

In bounced a vagrant bee, perplexed,

And filled the room with humming.

Then out. The casement's leafage sways,

And, parted light, discloses

Miss Di., with hat and book,

Of muslin mixed with roses.

a maze

"You're reading Greek?” “I am and

you?"

"O, mine's a mere romancer!"

"So Plato is." "Then read him — do;

And I'll read mine in answer.

I read. "My Plato (Plato, too,

That wisdom thus should harden!)

A DIALOGUE FROM PLATO

Declares 'blue eyes look doubly blue
Beneath a Dolly Varden.""

She smiled. "My book in turn avers

(No author's name is stated) That sometimes those Philosophers Are sadly mistranslated."

"But hear, the next's in stronger style:

The Cynic School asserted

That two red lips which part and smile
May not be controverted!"

Observes some modern doctors

Would make the Cynics out a kind

Of album-verse concoctors."

Then I "Why not? 'Ephesian law,

No less than time's tradition,

Enjoined fair speech on all who saw
DIANA'S apparition." "