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The Inquiry
By Thomas Carew (1595?1639?)
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Love and my sighs together talked;
Tell me (said I in deep distress)
Where I may find my shepherdess?
In everything that’s good she is:
In yonder tulip go and seek;
There thou mayst find her lip, her cheek.
There thou shalt have her curious eye;
In bloom of peach, in rosy bud,
There wave the streamers of her blood;
The emblems of her whiter hands;
In yonder rising hill there swells
Such sweets as in her bosom dwells.
I went to pluck them one by one,
To make of parts a union;
But on a sudden all was gone.
(Fond man) resemblances of thee;
And in these flowers thy joys shall die,
Even in the twinkling of an eye,
And all thy hopes of her shall wither,
Like these short sweets thus knit together.