Nature
The Invitation
From Lyrics from the Dramatists of the Elizabethan Age, ed. A. H. Bullen (London: Nimmo, 1889)
Live with me still, and all the measures
Played to by the spheres I'll teach thee;
Let's but thus dally, all the pleasures
The moon beholds, her man shall reach thee.
Dwell in mine arms, aloft we'll hover,
And see fields of armies fighting:
Oh, part not from me! I'll discover
There all but [?] books of fancy's writing.
Be but my darling, age to free thee
From her curse, shall fall a-dying;
Call me thy empress, Time to see thee
Shall forget his art of flying.
Codex Note
From The Sun's Darling, by John Ford and Thomas Dekker.
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Dekker, Thomas. “The Invitation.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/dekker/6/.
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Dekker, Thomas. “The Invitation.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/dekker/6/.
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