Thomas Humphry Ward, ed. The English Poets. 1880–1918.rnVol. II. The Seventeenth Century: Ben Jonson to Dryden
Sir William Davenant (16061668)On the Captivity of the Countess of Anglesey
O
And spicy daughter of the morn?
Those manacles of her soft hair,
Princes, though free, would fain have worn.
Did she, by breaking beauty, stay,
Or from his course mislead the sun,
So robbed your harvest of a day?
Since lately in your forest bred,
Make all the trees dance after her,
And so your woods disforested?
Who rudely love in bondage keep;
Sure all old lovers have the gout,
The young are overwatched and sleep!