A Little Saint Best Fits A Little

Rise And Put On Your Foliage, And Be Seen To Come Forth, Like The Spring-time, Fresh And Green, And Sweet As Flora. Take No Care For Jewels For Your Gown Or Hair Fear Not; The Leaves Will Strew Gems In Abundance Upon You Besides, The Childhood Of The Day Has Kept, Against You Come, Some Orient Pearls Unwept. Come, And Receive Them While The Light Hangs On The Dew-locks Of The Night And Titan On The Eastern Hill Retires Himself, Or Else Stands Still Till You Come Forth! Wash, Dress, Be Brief In Praying Few Beads Are Best When Once We Go A-maying.

Like Will To Like, Each Creature Loves His Kind.

He Loves His Bonds Who, When The First Are Broke, Submits His Neck Into A Second Yoke.

Welcome, Maids Of Honor, You Doe Bring In The Spring, And Wait Upon Her.

Temptations Hurt Not, Though They Have Accesse; Satan O'ercomes None But By Willingnesse.