Young Love

• Come little Infant, Love me now,
• While thine unsuspected years
• Clear thine aged Fathers brow
• From cold Jealousie and Fears.
• Pretty surely 'twere to see
• By young Love old Time beguil'd:
• While our Sportings are as free
• As the Nurses with the Child.
• Common Beauties stay fifteen;
• Such as yours should swifter move;
• Whole fair Blossoms are too green
• Yet for lust, but not for Love.
• Love as much the snowy Lamb
• Or the wanton Kid does prize,
• As the lusty Bull or Ram,
• For his morning Sacrifice.
• Now then love me: time may take
• Thee before thy time away:
• Of this Need wee'l Virtue make,
• And learn Love before we may.
• So we win of doubtful Fate;
• And, if good she to us meant,
• We that Good shall antedate,
• Or, if ill, that Ill prevent.
• Thus as Kingdomes, frustrating
• Other Titles to their Crown,
• In the craddle crown their King,
• So all Forraign Claims to drown.
• So, to make all Rivals vain,
• Now I crown thee with my Love:
• Crown me with thy Love again,
• And we both shall Monarchs prove.