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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519746" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To a Mistress Dying</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519746" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Lover. YOUR beauty, ripe and calm and fresh <br>   As eastern summers are, <br>Must now, forsaking time and flesh, <br>   Add light to some small star. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519746" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Philosopher. Whilst she yet lives, were stars decay'd, <br>   Their light by hers relief might find; <br>But Death will lead her to a shade <br>   Where Love is cold and Beauty blind. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519746" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Lover. Lovers, whose priests all poets are, <br>   Think every mistress, when she dies, <br>Is changed at least into a star: <br>   And who dares doubt the poets wise? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519746" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Philosopher. But ask not bodies doom'd to die <br>   To what abode they go; <br>Since Knowledge is but Sorrow's spy, <br>   It is not safe to know.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Sir+William+Davenant">Sir William Davenant</a></strong></div>

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