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To His Coy Mistress Had we but world enough, and time, This coyness, lady, were no crime. We would sit down and think which way To walk, and pass our long love's day; Thou by the Indian Ganges' side Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide Of Humber would complain. I would Love you ten... Poet: Andrew Marvell	O Mistress Mine O Mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear! your true-love’s coming That can sing both high and low; Trip no further, pretty sweeting, Journeys end in lovers’ meeting— Every wise man’s son doth know. What is love? ‘tis not hereafter; Present... Poet: William Shakespeare	“O mistress mine” From “Twelfth Night,” Act II. Sc. 3. O MISTRESS mine, where are you roaming? O, stay and hear! your true-love ’s coming That can sing both high and low; Trip no further, pretty sweeting, Journeys end in lovers’ meeting,— Every wise man’s son... Poet: William Shakespeare	Wishes for the Supposed Mistress Whoe’er she be, That not impossible She That shall command my heart and me: Where’er she lie, Locked up from mortal eye In shady leaves of destiny: Till that ripe birth Of studied Fate stand forth, And teach her fair steps tread... Poet: Richard Crashaw
To His Mistress Elizabeth, Queen of Bohemia YOU meaner beauties of the night, That poorly satisfy our eyes More by your number than your light,— You common people of the skies, What are you when the moon shall rise? You curious chanters of the wood,... Poet: Sir Henry Wotton