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Here statesmen (or of them they which can read)
May of their occupation find the grounds,
Love and their art alike it deadly wounds,
If to consider what't is one proceed ; . .
In both they do excel 50
Who the present govern well,
Whose weakness none dotli or dares tell.
In this thy Book such will there something see,
As in the Bible some can find out alchymy.
Thus vent thy thoughts; abroad I'll study thee,
As he removes far off thai great heights take:
How great love is, presence best trial makes,
But absence tries how long this love will be.
To take a latitude, - . i r
Sun or stars are fitliest.view'd: 60
At their brightest; but to conclude
Of longitudes, what other way have we
But to mark when and where the dark eclipses be ? 6$
Goon we must love, and must hate ill,
PeiMS, SONGS, SOMNITS. 33
If then at first wise Nature had
Made women either good or bad,
Xhen some we might hate, and some chuse;
But since she did them so create, 10
That we may neither love nor hate,
Only this rests, all all may use.
If they were good it would be seen;
Good is as visible as green,
And to al 1 eye6 itselt betrays:
If they were bad they, could not last,
Bad doth itself and others waste;
So they deserve nor blame nor praise.
But they are ours as fruits are ours;
He that but tastes, he that devours, 20
And he that leaves all, doth as well:
.Chang'd loves are but chang'd sorts of meat,
And when he hath the kernel ate,
Who doth not fling away the shell? 24
1 Scarce believe my love to be so pure
But if this medicine, Love, which cures all sorrow
With more, not only be no quintessence, ,
But mi.x'd of all stud's, vexing soul or sense,
And of the sun his active vigour borrow, 10
Love's not so pure an abstract as they use
To say, which have no mistress but their Muse:
But, as all else, being elemented too,
Love sometimes would contemplate, sometimes do.
And yet no greater, but more eminent,
Love by the spring is grown;
As in the firmament i
Stars by the sun are not inlarg'd, but shown.
Gentle love-deeds, as blossoms on a bough,
From love's awakened root c'o bud out now. 20
If, as in waterstirr'd, more circles be •. ,
Produc'd by one, love such additions take; . .
Those, like so many spheres, but one heaven make,
For they are all concentric unto thee;
And tho' each spring do add to love new heat,
As princes do in times of action get
New taxes, and remit them not in peace,
No winter shall abate this spring's encrease. 28
Love! any devil else but you
Would for a giv'n soul give something too.
TOEMS, SONGS, SONNETS. Jj
At court your fellows every day
Give th' art of rhyming, huntmanship, or play,
For them, which were their own before;
Only I've nothing which gave more,
But am, alas! by being lowly, lower.
I ask no dispensation now
To falsify a tear, a sigh, a vow;
I do not sue from thee to draw ia
A Non obstante on Nature's law;
These are prerogatives; they inhere
In thee and thine; none should forswear,
Except that he Love's minion were.
Give me thy weakness, make me blind
Both ways, as thou and thine, in eyes and m'nd:
Love.1 let me never know that this
Is love, or that love childish is:
Let me not know that others know
That she knows my pains, lest that so 20
A tender shame make me mine own new woe.
If thou give nothing, yet thou 'rt just,
Because I would not thy first motions trust.
Small towns which stand stiff, till great shot
Enforce them, by war's law condition not.
Such in love's warfare is my case,
I may not article for grace,
Having put Love at last to 6hew this face.
This face, by which he could command
And change th' idolatry of any land; 30
This face, which, wheresoe'er it comes,
Can call vow'd men from cloysters, dead from tombs,
And melt both poles at once, and store
Deserts with cities, and make more
Mines in the earth than quarries were before.
For this love is inrag'd with 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 40
Torture against thine own end is:
llack'd carcasses make ill anatomies. 41
Some man, unworthy to be possessor
Of old or new love, himself being false or weak,
Thought his pain and shame would be lesser
If on womankind he might his anger wreak.
And thence a law did grow,
One might but one man know;
But are other creatures so?