The nurse-life wheat within his green husk growing, Flatters our hope and tickles our desire, Nature's true riches in sweet beauties showing, Which set all hearts, with labour's love, on fire. No less fair is the wheat when golden ear Shows unto hope the joys of near enjoying: Fair and sweet is the bud, more sweet and fair The rose, which proves that time is not destroying. Caelica, your youth, the morning of delight, Enamelled o'er with beauties white and red, All sense and thoughts did to belief invite, That love and glory there are brought to bed; And your ripe year's love-noon (he goes no higher) Turns all the spirits of man into desire. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SELF-SEEKER by ROBERT FROST EPITAPHS OF THE WAR, 1914-18: BOMBER IN LONDON by RUDYARD KIPLING LONG ISLAND SOUND by EMMA LAZARUS PSALM 8; AUGUST 14, 1653 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE MAJESTY IN MISERY; OR, AN IMPLORATION TO THE KING OF KINGS by CHARLES I A SCENE [AFTER HUNTING] AT SWALLOWFIELD IN BERKSHIRE by SNEYD DAVIES |