To Sylvia, To Wed
Saturday, January 27, 2007
To Sylvia, To Wed
by Robert Herrick
Let us, though late, at last, my Silvia, wed;And loving lie in one devoted bed.Thy watch may stand, my minutes fly post haste;No sound calls back the year that once is past.Then, sweetest Silvia, let's no longer stay;True love, we know, precipitates delay.Away with doubts, all scruples hence remove!No man, at one time, can be wise, and love.