"Believe Me, If All Those Endearing Young Charms"
Thomas Moore (1779-1852)

Believe me, if all those endearing young charms,
Which I gaze on so fondly today,
Were to change by tomorrow, and fleet in my arms,
Like fairy-gifts fading away,
Thou wouldst still be adored, as this moment thou art,
Let thy loveliness fade as it will,
And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart
Would entwine itself verdantly still.

It is not while beauty and youth are thine own,
And thy cheeks unprofaned by a tear
That the fervor and faith of a soul can be known,
To which time will but make thee more dear;
No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets,
But as truly loves on to the close,
As the sunflower turns on her god, when he sets,
The same look which she turned when he rose.

"Dear I To Thee This Diamond Commend"
Sir John Harrington

Dear, I to thee this diamond comment
In which a model of myself I send
How just unto they joints this circlet sitteth
So just thy face and shape my fancy fitteth
The touch will try this ring of purest gold
My touch tries thee, as pure as though softer mold
The metal precious is, the stone is true
As true, and then how much more precious you
The gem is clear, and hath nor needs no fail
Thy face, nay more, they fame is free from sail
You'll dream this dear, because from me you have it
I deem your faith more dear, because you gave it
This pointed diamond cuts glass and steel
Your love's like force in my firm heart I feel.
But this , as all things else, time wasted with wearing
Where you my jewels multiply with bearing.

"My Lady's Presence Makes The Roses Red"
Henry Constable

My lady's presence makes the roses red
because to see her lips they blush for shame
The lily's leaves, for envy, pride become
And her white hands in them this envy bred
The marigold, the leaes abroad doth spread
Because the sun's and her power is the same
The violet of purple color came
Dyed in the blood shemade my heart to shed
In brief all flowers from their vitue take
From her sweet breath this sweet smells do proceed
The living heat which her eyebeams doth make
Warmeth the ground and quickens the seed
The rain wherewith she watereth the flowers
Falls from mine eyes which she dissolves in showers

"One Day I Wrote Her Name In The Sand"
Edmund Spencer

One day I wrote her name in the sand
but came the waves and washed it away
But came the tide and made my pains his prey
Vain man said she, that doth in vain assay
A mortal thing so to immortalize!
For I myself shall like to this decoy
And eek my name be wiped out likewise
Not so (I quote) let baser things devise
To die in dust, but you shall live by fame
My verse, your virtues rare shall eternize
And in the heaves write your glorius name
Wher, whenas, death shall all the world subdue
Our love shall liive and later life renew.

"22"
Emily Dickinson

I gave myself to him
and took himself to pay
The solemn contract of a life
Was ratisfied this way

The value might disappoint
Myself a poorer prove
Than this my purchase suspect
The daily own of love

Depreciates the sight
But 'til merchant buy
Still fabled in the isle of spice
The subtle cargoes lie

At least 'tis mutual risk
Some found it mutual gain
Sweet debt of life- -each night we owe
Insolvent, every noon.