Thread: PERLAZA Jose

And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe,
And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight:

Ay me! but yet thou mightest my seat forbear,
And chide try beauty and thy straying youth,
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That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the death-bed whereon it must expire
Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by.

For what care I who calls me well or ill,
So you o'er-green my bad, my good allow?
You are my all the world, and I must strive
To know my shames and praises from your tongue:
None else to me, nor I to none alive,
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Whereto all bonds do tie me day by day;
That I have frequent been with unknown minds