Gentle nymphs, be not refusing.
Love's neglect is time's abusing,
⁠They and beauty are but lent you;
Take the one and keep the other:
Love keeps fresh what age doth smother;
⁠Beauty gone you will repent you.

'Twill be said when ye have proved,
Never swains more truly loved:
⁠Oh then fly all nice behaviour!
Pity fain would (as her duty)
Be attending still on Beauty,
⁠Let her not be out of favour.
From Britannia's Pastorals.