Strephon to Chloë

Dear , not tomorrow but today
Give me the laggard word I crave.
Love is no jewel put away
In velvet silence; wear it brave
Upon your bosom, joy-entwined.
Oh, hasten, hasten to be kind.

Come, honor love with use today;
Make it a gift and not a debt.
See how the hours speed away;
Shall each be laden with regret?
Beauty was made not for the blind;
Then hasten, hasten to be kind.

I suffer now, but how much more
Shall you, when, in Time's retrospect,
You shall your cruelty deplore
On which your happiness was wrecked?
Lest Love shall leave you far behind
Hasten, beloved, to be kind.
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