A Song to a Fair Young Lady Going out of Town in the Spring
1. Ask not the cause why sullen spring So long delays her flowers to bear; Why warbling birds forget to sing, And winter storms invert the year; Chloris is gone, and Fate provides To make it spring where she resides. 2. Chloris is gone, the cruel fair; She cast not back a pitying eye; But left her lover in despair, To sigh, to languish, and to die: Ah, how can those fair eyes endure To give the wounds they will not cure! 3. Great god of love, why hast thou made A face that can all hearts command, That all religions can invade, And change the laws of every land? Where thou hadst plac'd such pow'r before, Thou shouldst have made her mercy more. 4. When Chloris to the temple comes, Adoring crowds before her fall; She can restore the dead from tombs, And ev'ry life but mine recall. I only am by love designed To be the victim for mankind.
John Dryden’s other poems:
- A Song (High State and Honours to others impart)
- On the Monument of the Marquis of Winchester
- Epitaph on Sir Palmes Fairborne’s Tomb in Westminster Abbey
- Epitaph on a Nephew in Catworth Church, Huntingdonshire
- To John Hoddesdon, on his Divine Epigrams
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