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Editor's Selection of Poems
Song. To Celia

by Ben Jonson

Come my Celia, let us prove, 
While wee may, the sports of love; 
Time will not be ours, for'ever: 
He, at length, our good will sever. 
Spend not then his gifts in vaine. 
Sunnes, that set, may rise againe: 
But, if once wee lose this light, 
'Tis, with us, perpetuall night. 
Why should we deferre our joyes? 
Fame, and rumor are but toyes. 
Cannot wee delude the eyes 
Of a few poore houshold spyes? 
Or his easier eares beguile, 
So removed by our wile? 
'Tis no sinne, loves fruit to steale, 
But the sweet theft to reveale: 
To bee taken, to be seene, 
These have crimes accounted beene.
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