But love whilst that thou mayst be lov'd again, <br />Now whilst thy May hath fill'd thy lap with flowers; <br />Now, whilst thy beauty bears without a stain, <br />Now use thy Summer smiles ere Winter lours. <br />And whilst thou spread'st unto the rising sun, <br />The fairest flower that ever saw the light, <br />Now joy thy time before thy sweet be done; <br />And, Delia, think thy morning must have night, <br />And that thy brightness sets at length to west, <br />When thou wilt close up that which now thou showest, <br />And think the same becomes thy fading best <br />Which then shall hide it most and cover lowest. <br />Men do not weigh the stalk for that it was; <br />When once they find her flower, her glory pass.<br /><br />Samuel Daniel<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-xl-but-love/
