"To Bed, to Bed, _sweet_ Turtles now, and write This the shortest day,† this the longest night _And_ yet too short for you; 'tis we Who count this night as long as three, Lying alone _Hearing_ the clock _go_ Ten, Eleven, Twelve, One: Quickly, quickly then prepare. And let the young men and the Bridemaids share Your garters, and their joints Encircle with the Bridegroom's points. 16 [9]. "By the Bride's eyes, and by the teeming life Of her green hopes, we charge you that no strife, _Further_ than _virtue lends_, gets place Among _you catching at_ her Lace. Oh, do not fall Foul in these noble pastimes, lest you call Discord in, and so divide The _gentle_ Bridegroom and the _fragrous_ Bride, Which Love forefend: but spoken Be't to your praise: 'No peace was broken'. 17[10]. "Strip her of spring-time, tender whimpering maids, Now Autumn's come, when all _those_ flowery aids Of her delays must end, dispose That Lady-smock, that pansy and that Rose Neatly apart; But for prick-madam, and for gentle-heart, And soft maiden-blush, the Bride Makes holy these, all others lay aside: Then strip her, or unto her Let him come who dares undo her. 18 [11]. "And to enchant _you_ more, _view_ everywhere [ye About the roof a Syren in a sphere, As we think, singing to the din Of many a warbling cherubin: _List, oh list!_ how _Even heaven gives up his soul between you_ now, [ye _Mark how_ thousand Cupids fly To light their Tapers at the Bride's bright eye; To bed, or her they'll tire, Were she an element of fire. 19 [12]. "And to your more bewitching, see the proud Plump bed bear up, and _rising_ like a cloud, Tempting _thee, too, too_ modest; can You see it brussle like a swan And you be cold To meet it, when it woos and seems to fold The arms to hug _you_? throw, throw Yourselves into _that main, in the full_ flow Of _the_ white pride, and drown The _stars_ with you in floods of down. 20 [13]. "_You see 'tis_ ready, and the maze of love Looks for the treaders; everywhere is wove Wit and new mystery, read and Put in practice, to understand And know each wile, Each Hieroglyphic of a kiss or smile; And do it _in_ the full, reach High in your own conceipts, and _rather_ teach Nature and Art one more _Sport_ than they ever knew before. 21. To the Maidens:]