Love no more is made
By the fireside, but in the cooler shade.
Quotes from Poems — Thomas Carew
1595–1640 England
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Nets of passion’s finest thread,
Snaring poems, will be spread,
All to catch thy maidenhead.
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The purest soul that e'er was sent
Into a clayey tenement.
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Then fly betimes, for only they
Conquer Love that run away.
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Nor virtue, wit, or beauty, could
Preserve from death's hand this their heav'nly mould.
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Here lies a king, that ruled as he thought fit
The universal monarchy of wit.
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She hath too much divinity for me:
You gods, teach her some more humanity.
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Wise poets, that wrapt Truth in tales,
Knew her themselves through all her veils.
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Give me a wench about thirteen,
Already voted to the Queen
Of lust and lovers.
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Of such a goddess no times leave record,
That burnt the temple where she was adored.
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And old folks say there are no pains
Like itch of love in agèd veins.
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I thought Love’s plagues, like dragons, sat
Only to fright us at the gate.
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If ev'ry sweet, and ev'ry grace,
Must fly from that forsaken face.
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This firstling of the infant year.
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So though a virgin, yet a bride
To every Grace, she justified
A chaste polygamy, and died.
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Attribution
Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: Thomas Carew (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.