Samuel Daniel

Here you will find the Poem Sonnet XXXIX: Look, Delia of poet Samuel Daniel

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.