Cavalier Here
To His Coy Mistress Had we but world enough, and time,This coyness, Lady, were no crimeWe would sit down and think which wayTo walk and pass our long love's day.Thou by the Indian Ganges' sideShouldst rubies find: I by the tideOf Humber would complain. I wouldLove you ten years before the Flood,And you should, if you please, refuseTill the conversion of the Jews.My vegetable love should growVaster than empires, and more slow;An hundred years should go to praiseThine eyes and on thy forehead gaze;Two hundred to adore each breast,But thirty thousand to the rest;.......................
The Queen Of Argyll Gentlemen it is my duty to inform you of one beauty Though I'd ask you of a favor, no to seek her for awhile Though I own she is a creature of character and feature No words can paint the picture of the Queen of all Argyll And if you could have seen her there, boys if you had just been there The swan was in her movement, and the morning in her smile All the roses in the garden, they bow and ask her pardon For not one could match the beauty of the queen of all Argyll