Thomas Carew (1595?-by 1640)
A Song: When June is past, the fading rose
1Ask me no more where Jove bestows,
2When June is past, the fading rose;
3For in your beauty's orient deep
4These flowers as in their causes, sleep.
5Ask me no more whither doth stray
6The golden atoms of the day;
7For in pure love heaven did prepare
8Those powders to enrich your hair.
9Ask me no more whither doth haste
10The nightingale when May is past;
11For in your sweet dividing throat
12She winters and keeps warm her note.
13Ask me no more where those stars light
14That downwards fall in dead of night;
15For in your eyes they sit, and there,
16Fixed become as in their sphere.
17Ask me no more if east or west
18The phœnix builds her spicy nest;
19For unto you at last she flies,
20And in your fragrant bosom dies.
Notes
3] orient: radiant.
4] causes: here the material cause of Aristotelian philosophy.
11] dividing: making divisions, a division being a rapid melodic passage.
Online text copyright © 2009, Ian Lancashire (the Department of English) and the University of Toronto.
Published by the Web Development Group, Information Technology Services, University of Toronto Libraries.
Original text: Thomas Carew, Poems (J. D. for T. Walkley, 1640). STC 4620.
First publication date:
1640
RPO poem editor: N. J. Endicott
RP edition: 3RP 1.217-18.
Recent editing: 4:2002/2/7
Rhyme: aabb
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