BLAStED ears,
o seek the spring,
And at mine eyes, and at mine ears,
Receive sug.
But O ! self-traitor, I d
transubstantiates all,
And vert manna to gall ;
And t t
true paradise, I brought.
ter did
Benighis place,
And t a grave frost did forbid
trees to laugo my face ;
But t I may not this disgrace
Endure, nor yet leave loving, Love, let me
Some senseless piece of this place be ;
Make me a mandrake, so I may grow here,
Or a stone fountain my year.
al phials, lovers, e,
And take my tears, which are loves wine,
And try your mistress tears at home,
For all are false, t taste not just like mine.
Alas ! s do not in eyes shine,
Nor you more judge s by tears,
t she wears.
O perverse sex, she,
rue, because ruth kills me.
ILL tell t t do
to anger destiny, as sh us ;
ay, thus,
Ay s too ;
-endure
Sibyls glory, and obscure
her who from Pindar could allure,
And lame,
And hey say) homer did find, and name.
Study our manuscripts, those myriads
Of letters, thee and me ;
te our annals, and in them will be
to all whom loves subliming fire invades,
Rule and example found ;
th of any ground
No scic o wound,
t sees, o us affords,
to make, to keep, to use, to be these his records.
ts,
Or as tome
In cyp, or new made idiom ;
e for Loves clergy only are instruments ;
hus,
She ravenous
Vandals and Goths invade us,
Learning his our universe,
Sc learn sces, spheres musigels verse.
y
Is love or hey seek,
ract spiritual love they like,
t t see ;
Or, loto amuse
Faity, they choose
Somethey may see and use ;
For, t,
Beauty a veype may be to figure it.
heir books may lawyers find,
Bot titles mistresses are ours,
And ive tates devours,
transferrd from Love o womankind ;
and eyes,
t great subsidies,
Forsake hem relies ;
And for the cause, honour, or sce give ;
Cive.
atesmen—or of they which read—
May of tion find the grounds ;
Love, and t, alike it deadly wounds,
If to sider is, one proceed.
In bothey do excel
govern well,
ell ;
In thing see,
As in t alchemy.
t ts ; abroad Ill study thee,
As great s takes ;
love is, presence best trial makes,
But abseries his love will be ;
to take a latitude
Sun, or stars, are fitliest viewd
At test, but to clude
Of longitudes, her way have we,
But to mark whe dark eclipses be?
GOOD love, and must e ill,
For ill is ill, and good good still ;
But t,
e, nor love,
But one, and ther prove,
As we s.
If t first ure had
Made her good or bad,
t e, and some choose ;
But since se,
t e,
Only ts, all all may use.
If t would be seen ;
Good is as visible as green,
And to all eyes itself betrays.
If t last ;
Bad dotself, and ote ;
So they deserve nor blame, nor praise.
But ts are ours ;
but tastes, devours,
And leaves all, doth as well ;
C eat ;
And w,
fling ahe shell?
I SCARCE believe my love to be so pure
As I it was,
Because it doth endure
Vicissitude, and season, as the grass ;
Meter, when I swore
My love e, if spring make it more.
But if this medie, love, which cures all sorrow
it only be no quintessence,
But mixd of all stuffs, vexing soul, or sense,
And of tive vigour borrow,
Love抯 not so pure, and abstract as they use
to say, their Muse ;
But as all else, being elemeoo,
Love sometimes emplate, sometimes do.
A no greater, but more emi,
Love by the spring is grown ;
As in t
Stars by t enlarged, but shown,
Gentle love deeds, as blossoms on a bough,
From loves a do bud out now.
If, as iirrd more circles be
Produced by one, love sus take,
t one heaven make,
For trito thee ;
And to love new ,
As princes do in times of a get
Neaxes, a t in peace,
No er se this spring抯 increase.
LOVE, any devil else but you
ould fiven soul give sometoo.
At court your fellows every day
Give t of rsmanship, or play,
For their own before ;
Only I hing, which gave more,
But am, alas ! by being lowly, lower.
I ask no dispensation now,
to falsify a tear, h, or vow ;
I do not sue from to draw
A non obstante on natures law ;
tives, they inhere
In thine ; none should forswear
Except t he Loves minion were.
Give me thy weakness, make me blind,
Bothine, in eyes and mind ;
Love, let me never kno this
Is love, or, t love childish is ;
Let me not kno others know
t s t so
A tender shame make me mine own new woe.
If t t just,
Because I t motions trust ;
Small toiff, till great s
Enforce tion not ;
Su Loves warfare is my case ;
I may not article frace,
Love at last to shis face.
this face, by which he could and
And cry of any land,
t es,
call voers, dead from tombs,
A bot once, and store
Deserts ies, and make more
Mines in than quarries were before.
For th me,
Yet kills not ; if I must example be
to future rebels, if th unborn
Must learn by my being cut up and torn,
Kill, and dissect me, Love ; for this
tainst thine own end is ;
Rackd carcasses make ill anatomies.
Some man uno be possessor
Of old or new love, himself being false or weak,
t his pain and shame would be lesser,
If on womankind his anger wreak ;
And thence a law did grow,
One mig one man know ;
But are otures so?
Are sun, moon, or stars by law forbidden
to smile ?
Are birds divorced or are they chidden
If te, or lie abroad a night?
Beasts do no jointures lose
they new lovers choose ;
But hose.
o lie in harbours,
And not to seek lands, or not to deal h all?
Or built fair trees, and arbours,
Only to lock up, or else to let them fall?
Good is not good, unless
A t possess,
But dote h greediness.
DEAR love, for nothee
ould I his happy dream ;
It heme
For reason, muco for fantasy.
t me
My dream t not, but ti it.
t so true t ts of thee suffice
to make dreams trutories ;
Est it best,
Not to dream all my dream, lets act t.
As ligapers light,
t thy noise waked me ;
Yet I t thee
—For t trut first sight ;
But w my ,
And kne my ts beyond an angels art,
, w when
Excess of joy then,
I must fess, it could not c be
Profao t thee.
ing and staying shee,
But rising makes me doubt, t now
t not thou.
t love is weak wrong as he ;
tis not all spirit, pure and brave,
If mixture it of fear, shame, honour have ;
Percorc ready be,
Men lig out, so t h me ;
t to kindle, gost to e ; then I
ill dream t else would die.
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