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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,
For ill is ill, and good good still: . .
But there are things indifferent,
Which we may neither hate nor love,
But one and then another prove,
As we shall find our fancy bent.


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
As I had thought it was,
Because it doth endure
Vicissitude and season as the grass.
Methinks I lied all winter, when I swore
jd)' love was infinite, if spring make 't more.

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.


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?

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