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WHY do ye weep, sweet babes? can tears
Speak grief in you,
Who were but born
Just as the modest morn
Teemed her refreshing dew?
Alas, you have not known that shower
That mars a flower;
Nor felt th' unkind
Breath of a blasting wind;
Nor are ye worn with years; / Or warped as we, / Who think it strange to see / Such pretty flowers, like to orphans young, / To speak by tears, before ye have a tongue.
Speak, whimp'ring younglings, and make known / The reason, why / Ye droop and weep; / Is it for want of sleep? / Or childish lullaby? / Or that ye have not seen as yet / The violet? / Or brought a kiss / From that sweetheart to this? / No, no, this sorrow shown / By your tears shed, / Would have this lecture read, / That things of greatest, so of meanest, worth, / Conceived with care are, and with tears brought forth.