| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Restoration Verse. 1910. | | | | Song: ‘Phillis, for shame, let us improve’ | | By Charles Sackville, Earl of Dorset (1638–1706) |
| | | PHILLIS, for shame, let us improve | |
| A thousand different ways | |
| Those few short moments snatched by love | |
| From many tedious days. | |
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| If you want courage to despise | 5 |
| The censure of the grave, | |
| Though love’s a tyrant in your eyes | |
| Your heart is but a slave. | |
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| My love is full of noble pride, | |
| Nor can it e’er submit | 10 |
| To let that fop, Discretion, ride | |
| In triumph over it. | |
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| False friends I have, as well as you, | |
| Who daily counsel me | |
| Fame and ambition to pursue, | 15 |
| And leave off loving thee. | |
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| But when the least regard I show | |
| To fools who thus advise, | |
| May I be dull enough to grow | |
| Most miserably wise. | 20 | | | |
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