| Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 12501900. |
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| Thomas Carew. 1595?1639? |
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| 295. Another |
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| THIS little vault, this narrow room, | |
| Of Love and Beauty is the tomb; | |
| The dawning beam, that 'gan to clear | |
| Our clouded sky, lies darken'd here, | |
| For ever set to us: by Death | 5 |
| Sent to enflame the World Beneath. | |
| 'Twas but a bud, yet did contain | |
| More sweetness than shall spring again; | |
| A budding Star, that might have grown | |
| Into a Sun when it had blown. | 10 |
| This hopeful Beauty did create | |
| New life in Love's declining state; | |
| But now his empire ends, and we | |
| From fire and wounding darts are free; | |
| His brand, his bow, let no man fear: | 15 |
| The flames, the arrows, all lie here. | |
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