| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Delia | | Sonnet XLV. Beauty, sweet love! is like the morning dew | | Samuel Daniel (1562–1619) |
| | | BEAUTY, sweet love! is like the morning dew; | |
| Whose short refresh upon the tender green, | |
| Cheers for a time, but till the sun doth show: | |
| And straight ’tis gone, as it had never been. | |
| Soon doth it fade, that makes the fairest flourish; | 5 |
| Short is the glory of the blushing rose: | |
| The hue which thou so carefully dost nourish; | |
| Yet which, at length, thou must be forced to lose. | |
| When thou, surcharged with burden of thy years, | |
| Shalt bend thy wrinkles homeward to the earth; | 10 |
| When Time hath made a passport for thy fears, | |
| Dated in age, the Kalends of our death: | |
| But, ah! no more! This hath been often told; | |
| And women grieve to think they must be old. | | | | |
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