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Beauty, sweet love, is like the morning dew, Whose short refresh upon tender green, Cheers for a time, but till the sun doth show And straight is gone, as it had never been.

quote by Samuel Daniel
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Sonnet L: Beauty, Sweet Love

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;
Short is the glory of the blushing Rose,
The hue which thou so carefully dost nourish
Yet which at length thou must be forc'd to lose.
When thou surcharg'd with burden of thy years
Shalt bend thy wrinkles homeward to the earth,
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.

poem by Samuel Daniel
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Delia: XXXI (1592 version): Look, Delia, how we 'steem the

XXXI (

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Look, Delia, how we 'steem the half-blown rose,
The image of thy blush and summer's honour,
Whilst in her tender green she doth enclose
That pure sweet beauty time bestows upon her.
No sooner spreads her glory in the air
But straight her full-blown pride is in declining;
She then is scorn'd that late adorn'd the fair:
So clouds thy beauty after fairest shining.
No April can revive thy wither'd flowers,
Whose blooming grace adorns thy beauty now;
Swift speedy time, feather'd with flying hours,
Dissolves the beauty of the fairest brow.
O let not then such riches waste in vain,
But love whilst that thou mayst be lov'd again.

poem by Samuel Daniel
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Sonnet XXXIX: Look, Delia

Look, Delia, how we 'steem the half-blown Rose,
The image of thy blush and Summer's honor,
Whilst in her tender green she doth enclose
That pure sweet Beauty Time bestows upon her.
No sooner spreads her glory in the air,
But straight her full-blown pride is in declining;
She then is scorn'd that late adorn'd the Fair;
So clouds thy beauty after fairest shining.
No April can revive thy wither'd flowers,
Whose blooming grace adorns thy glory now;
Swift speedy Time, feather'd with flying hours,
Dissolves the beauty of the fairest brow.
O let not then such riches waste in vain,
But love whilst that thou mayst be lov'd again.

poem by Samuel Daniel
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Beautiful Breast

Dainty, delicate and delicious doth meet
On thine breast tender, mild and sweet
Beauty in thy heart veiled by a beauteous breast
Seizes mine sight and mine heart arrest
Thou art a manifestation of tranquil beauty
Nurturing life, possessing love's duty
Enticingly sweet thy gravitate to me
With all love's passion glistening on the breast of thee
Thou kiss mine lips with thine tender breast
And I doth taste thy flesh while thine heart caress
Mine heart too, wert love in us doth meet
On thine tender, mild breast, lovely and sweet

poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Beauty, Time, and Love

I
FAIR is my Love and cruel as she 's fair;
Her brow-shades frown, although her eyes are sunny.
Her smiles are lightning, though her pride despair,
And her disdains are gall, her favours honey:
A modest maid, deck'd with a blush of honour,
Whose feet do tread green paths of youth and love;
The wonder of all eyes that look upon her,
Sacred on earth, design'd a Saint above.
Chastity and Beauty, which were deadly foes,
Live reconciled friends within her brow;
And had she Pity to conjoin with those,
Then who had heard the plaints I utter now?
   For had she not been fair, and thus unkind,
   My Muse had slept, and none had known my mind.

II
My spotless love hovers with purest wings,
About the temple of the proudest frame,
Where blaze those lights, fairest of earthly things,
Which clear our clouded world with brightest flame.
My ambitious thoughts, confined in her face,
Affect no honour but what she can give;
My hopes do rest in limits of her grace;
I weigh no comfort unless she relieve.
For she, that can my heart imparadise,
Holds in her fairest hand what dearest is;
My Fortune's wheel 's the circle of her eyes,
Whose rolling grace deign once a turn of bliss.
   All my life's sweet consists in her alone;
   So much I love the most Unloving one.

III
And yet I cannot reprehend the flight
Or blame th' attempt presuming so to soar;
The mounting venture for a high delight
Did make the honour of the fall the more.
For who gets wealth, that puts not from the shore?
Danger hath honour, great designs their fame;
Glory doth follow, courage goes before;
And though th' event oft answers not the same--
Suffice that high attempts have never shame.
The mean observer, whom base safety keeps,
Lives without honour, dies without a name,
And in eternal darkness ever sleeps.--
   And therefore, Delia, 'tis to me no blot
   To have attempted, tho' attain'd thee not.

IV
When men shall find thy flow'r, thy glory, pass,
And thou with careful brow, sitting alone,
Received hast this message from thy glass,
That tells the truth and says that All is gone;
Fresh shalt thou see in me the wounds thou mad'st,
Though spent thy flame, in me the heat remaining:
I that have loved thee thus before thou fad'st--
My faith shall wax, when thou art in thy waning.
The world shall find this miracle in me,
That fire can burn when all the matter 's spent:
Then what my faith hath been thyself shalt see,
And that thou wast unkind thou may'st repent.--
   Thou may'st repent that thou hast scorn'd my tears,
   When Winter snows upon thy sable hairs.

V
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,
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 burthen of thy years,
Shalt bend thy wrinkles homeward to the earth;
And that, in Beauty's Lease expired, appears
The Date of Age, the Calends of our Death--
   But ah, no more!--this must not be foretold,
   For women grieve to think they must be old.

VI
I must not grieve my Love, whose eyes would read
Lines of delight, whereon her youth might smile;
Flowers have time before they come to seed,
And she is young, and now must sport the while.
And sport, Sweet Maid, in season of these years,
And learn to gather flowers before they wither;
And where the sweetest blossom first appears,
Let Love and Youth conduct thy pleasures thither.
Lighten forth smiles to clear the clouded air,
And calm the tempest which my sighs do raise;
Pity and smiles do best become the fair;
Pity and smiles must only yield thee praise.
   Make me to say when all my griefs are gone,
   Happy the heart that sighed for such a one!

VII
Let others sing of Knights and Paladines
In aged accents and untimely words,
Paint shadows in imaginary lines,
Which well the reach of their high wit records:
But I must sing of thee, and those fair eyes
Authentic shall my verse in time to come;
When yet th' unborn shall say, Lo, where she lies!
Whose beauty made him speak, that else was dumb!
These are the arcs, the trophies I erect,
That fortify thy name against old age;
And these thy sacred virtues must protect
Against the Dark, and Time's consuming rage.
   Though th' error of my youth in them appear,
   Suffice, they show I lived, and loved thee dear.

poem by Samuel Daniel
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Blinded By Beautiful and Innocent Sweetness

Born into beauty as beauty bequeath
Her gift of sentiment pouring into thee
Shaping a lady with innocence underneath
Gracefully flowing into thine heart free.
Thine fruit doth grow, like a fragile fig tree
For thy faithful lover to gently pick
And taste thy sweet juice, the sweetness of thee
Till thy sweetness doth make a lover love sick.
Innocent thy poison thy lover's blind faith
As blind as night, thy lover cannot see
That thy innocent beauty, famish till wraith
So I eat thy fruit till death take me
For I am thy lover, whom drinks thy sweet
And drinks to death, till I feel mine love complete

poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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I Want To

Joe tex
I want to hold you in my arms till you say turn me loose
I want to do little things to you till you say it ain't no use
I want to wake you every morning with a good morning kiss
I want to kiss you to sleep the same way cause i, i know you like this
I want to do everything for you
Cause that's all that a man can do
When he loves a woman like i love you
And i love ya, love ya, love ya
I want to say sweet things to you till you say i've said enough
I want to stand right by your side when the goin' gets tough
I want to mend your broken heart till you say the hurt is gone
I want tostay with you always so that you won't be alone
I want to do everything for you
Cause that's all that a man can do
When he loves a woman like i love you
And i love ya, love ya, love ya
I want to work for you every day till you say come home and rest
I want to buy you pretty little things so you can look your best
I want to take you every where so the world can see what i got
I want to treat you with tender love till you say i've got to stop
I want to do everything for you
cause that's all that a man can do
When he loves a woman like i love you
And i love ya, love ya, love ya
I want to do everything for you
Cause that's all that a man can do
When he loves a woman like i love you
And i love ya, love ya, love ya, love ya

song performed by by Nazareth
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I Want To Do Everything For You

I want to hold you in my arms 'till you say "turn me loose"
I want to do little things to you 'till you say "It ain't no use"
I want to wake you every morning with a good morning kiss
I want to kiss you to sleep the same way cause I, I know you like this
I want to do everything for you
Cause that's all that a man can do
When he loves a woman like I love you
And I love ya, love ya, love ya
I want to say sweet things to you 'till you say I've said enough
I want to stand right by your side when the goin' gets tough
I want to mend your broken heart till you say the hurt is gone
I want tostay with you always so that you won't be alone
I want to do everything for you
Cause that's all that a man can do
When he loves a woman like I love you
And I love ya, love ya, love ya
I want to work for you every day 'till you say "come home and rest"
I want to buy you pretty little things so you can look your best
I want to take you every where so the world can see what I got
I want to treat you with tender love 'till you say I've got to stop
I want to do everything for you
'Cause that's all that a man can do
When he loves a woman like I love you
And I love ya, love ya, love ya
I want to do everything for you
Cause that's all that a man can do
When he loves a woman like I love you
And I love ya, love ya, love ya, love ya

song performed by by Nazareth
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I Want To (Do Everything)

Joe tex
I want to hold you in my arms till you say turn me loose
I want to do little things to you till you say it aint no use
I want to wake you every morning with a good morning kiss
I want to kiss you to sleep the same way cause i, I know you like this
I want to do everything for you
Cause thats all that a man can do
When he loves a woman like I love you
And I love ya, love ya, love ya
I want to say sweet things to you till you say Ive said enough
I want to stand right by your side when the goin gets tough
I want to mend your broken heart till you say the hurt is gone
I want tostay with you always so that you wont be alone
I want to do everything for you
Cause thats all that a man can do
When he loves a woman like I love you
And I love ya, love ya, love ya
I want to work for you every day till you say come home and rest
I want to buy you pretty little things so you can look your best
I want to take you every where so the world can see what I got
I want to treat you with tender love till you say Ive got to stop
I want to do everything for you
cause thats all that a man can do
When he loves a woman like I love you
And I love ya, love ya, love ya
I want to do everything for you
Cause thats all that a man can do
When he loves a woman like I love you
And I love ya, love ya, love ya, love ya

song performed by by Nazareth
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Spring.

'Let the light rain on her, the sweet Spring, till
She teems with greenery in the warm air,
Flower-hued, and vocal with the tender joy
Of bleating lambs and young birds on the wing.'
Thus on the cold hill doth the herdsman pray
Beneath his frozen star; the milkmaid, too,
As her raw hands take up the milking-pail,
And the wind freezes in the red dawn near: —
'Come, Spring, earth's sap, and mount in me until
I bloom, a rose of love: smile in mine eyes
Till my love from his wintry hill shall see
The star of youth, and leap into my arms!
O Spring, sweet Spring! but hear my prayer, and I
Shall build thee bowers of roses on the hill,
And all the summer there with bird and bee
Shall joy feast in the beauty of our love!'
Thus do they chant the wintry time away
In hill and vale, the two who look to when
The warmth of beauty takes life's wonder on,
And the rose of the flesh shall bloom for them.

poem by Robert Crawford
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Love Me Tender

(words & music by vera matson - elvis presley)
Love me tender,
Love me sweet,
Never let me go.
You have made my life complete,
And I love you so.
Love me tender,
Love me true,
All my dreams fulfilled.
For my darlin I love you,
And I always will.
Love me tender,
Love me long,
Take me to your heart.
For its there that I belong,
And well never part.
Love me tender,
Love me dear,
Tell me you are mine.
Ill be yours through all the years,
Till the end of time.
(when at last my dreams come true
Darling this I know
Happiness will follow you
Everywhere you go).

song performed by by Elvis Presley
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The Primrose

Ask me why I send you here
The firstling of the infant year;
Ask me why I send to you
This primrose all bepearled with dew:
I straight will whisper in your ears,
The sweets of love are washed with tears.
Ask me why this flower doth show
So yellow, green, and sickly too;
Ask me why the stalk is weak
And bending, yet it doth not break:
I must tell you, these discover
What doubts and fears are in a lover.

poem by Thomas Carew
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To Love You

Spend the night with me and,
Let me show you my sweet bed of roses.

Spend the night with me and,
Taste the love that you are looking for.

Spend the night with me and,
Come under the protection of my roof of sweet love.

Refresh yourself with the true love from my breasts and,
Let me satisfy you with my muse in the land of love.

Come and entertain me with your sweet love and,
Spend the night with me on this side of the river.

Come and entertain me with your nakedness and,
Let me lead you on to my sweet bed of roses.

For, this will be like the dream of your life and the dream of mine! !
And like a land flowing with milk and honey.

Rise up in the morning and comfort me with your love,
For my bed of sweet roses is well laid with the aroma of love waitng for you.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Love Me Tender

Love me tender, love me sweet, never let me go.
You have made my life complete and I love you so.
Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfill.
For, my darlin', I love you and I always will.
Love me tender, love me long, take me to your heart.
For it's there that I belong and we'll never part.
Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfill.
For, my darlin', I love you and I always will.
Love me tender, love me dear, tell me you are mine.
I'll be yours through all the years till the end of time.
Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfill.
For, my darlin', I love you and I always will.

song performed by by Amy Grant
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Love Me Tender

Love me tender
Love me sweet
Never let me go
You have made
My life complete
And I love you so
Love me tender
Love me true
All my dreams fulfill
For, my darlin', I love you
And I always will
Love me tender
Love me long
Take me to your heart
For it's there that I belong
And we'll never part
Love me tender
Love me true
All my dreams fulfill
For, my darlin', I love you
And I always will
Love me tender
Love me dear
Tell me your are mind
I'll be your through all the years
Till the end of time
Oh, love me tender
Love me true
All my dreams fulfill
For, my darlin', I love you
And I always will

song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Life Is Too Short

life is too short
Music: rudolf schenker
Lyrics: klaus meine
Have you ever seen the morning?
When the sun comes up the shore
And the silence teach the beauty for the sound
Have you ever set there waiting?
For the time to stand still
For all the worlds and stars
From turning around
And you run
'cause life is too short
And you run
'cause life is too short
Have you ever seen the glory?
When the moon is on the rise
And the dreams are close
To the ones that we love
Have you ever set there waiting?
For heaven to give a sign
So we could find the place
Where angels come from
And you run (and you run)
'cause life is too short
And you run (and you run)
'cause life is too short
There's a time that turns
Turn back time
But i don't see i can
It only works
If you believe in the truth
But there's a time to live
And a time to cry
But if you're by my side
I will try to catch a star
I'll try to catch a star
Just for you
And i run
'cause life is too short
And i run (and i run)
'cause life is too short
And i run and i run and i run and i run and i run

song performed by by Scorpions
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Sonnet 5: Those hours, that with gentle work did frame

Those hours, that with gentle work did frame
The lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell,
Will play the tyrants to the very same
And that unfair which fairly doth excel;
For never-resting Time leads summer on
To hideous winter and confounds him there,
Sap checked with frost and lusty leaves quite gone,
Beauty o'ersnowed and bareness everywhere.
Then, were not summer's distillation left
A liquid prisoner pent in walls of glass,
Beauty's effect with beauty were bereft,
Nor it nor no remembrance what it was.
But flowers distilled, though they with winter meet,
Leese but their show; their substance still lives sweet.

poem by William Shakespeare
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If This Is The Last Kiss

I know your goin'.
Iknow this is good-bye
And i can't make you stay.
No matter no matter how i try.
But ooh if your leaving.
Please grant this last request.
And leave my heart with some happiness.
If this is the last kiss.
Let's make it last all night.
If this is the last time i'm ever, ever gonna hold you.
Let me hold you tight till the morning light.
If this is the last time.
Ooh we'll ever be together.
Kiss me and baby give me something.
Tender to remember you by.
If i can't be with you.
Oh baby all my life.
The next best thing.
Is you next to me all through the night.
Pull all the shades down.
Put your heart next to mine.
Tonight give me a chance.
To feel heaven just one more time,
And ooh if your leaving.
Honey i'll set you free.
Just leave my arms this one sweet memory.
If this is the last kiss.
Let's make it last all night.
If this is the last time i'm ever, ever gonna hold you.
Let me hold you tight till the morning light.
If this is the last time.
Ooh we'll ever be together.
Kiss me and baby give me something.
Tender to remember you by.
If i can't be with you.
Oh baby all my life.
The next best thing.
Is you next to me all through the night.
If this is the last time i'm ever, ever gonna hold you.
Let me hold you tight till the morning light.
If this is the last time.
Ooh we'll ever be together.
Kiss me and baby give me something.
Tender to remember you by.
Kiss me and baby give me something.
Tender to remember you by.
Baby give me something.
Tender to remember you by.

song performed by by Meat Loaf
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If This Is The Last Kiss (Let's Make It Last All Night)

I know you're goin'.
I know this is good-bye.
And I can't make you stay.
No matter no matter how I try.
But ooh if you're leaving.
Please grant this one request.
And leave my heart with some happiness.
If this is the last kiss.
Let's make it last all night.
If this is the last time I'm ever, ever gonna bold you.
Let me hold you tight till the morning light.
If this is the last time.
Ooh we'll ever be together.
Kiss me and baby give me something.
Tender to remember you by.
If I can't be with you.
Oh baby all my life.
The next best thing.
Is you next to me all through the night.
Pull all the shades down.
Put your heart next to mine.
Tonight give me a chance.
To feel heaven just one more time.
And ooh if you're leaving.
Honey I'll set you free.
Just leave my arms this one sweet memory.
If this is the last kiss.
Let's make it last all night.
If this is the last time I'm ever, ever gonna hold you.
Let me hold you tight till the morning light.
If this is the last time.
Ooh we'll ever be together.
Kiss me and baby give me something.
Tender to remember you by.
If I can't be with you.
Ooh baby all my life.
The next best thing.
Is you next to me all through the night.
If this is the last kiss.
Let's make it last all night.
If this is the last time I'm ever, ever gonna hold you.
Let me hold you tight till the morning light.
If this is the last time.
Ooh we'll ever be together.
Kiss me and baby give me something.
Tender to remember you by.
Kiss me and baby give me something.
Tender to remember you by.
Baby give me something, tender to remember you by.

song performed by by Meat Loaf
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Sonet LIV

O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem
By that sweet ornament which truth doth give!
The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem
For that sweet odour which doth in it live.
The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye
As the perfumed tincture of the roses,
Hang on such thorns and play as wantonly
When summer's breath their masked buds discloses:
But, for their virtue only is their show,
They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade,
Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so;
Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made:
And so of you, beauteous and lovely youth,
When that shall fade, my verse distills your truth.

poem by William Shakespeare
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