Monday, March 13, 2000

Though you be absent here, I needs must say
The Trees as beauteous are, and flowers as gay,
  As ever they were wont to be;
  Nay the Birds rural musick too
  Is as melodious and free,
  As if they sung to pleasure you:
I saw a Rose-Bud o’pe this morn; I’ll swear
The blushing Morning open’d not more fair.
— Abraham Cowley (1618

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