POEMS, SONGS, SONNETS. THE FLEA. MARK but this Flea, and mark, in this A sin or shame, or loss of maidenhead; Yet this enjoys before it woo, And pamper'd swells with one blood made of two; Oh! stay; three lives in one Flea spare, Where we almost, nay, more than marry'd are. Our marriage bed and marriage temple is. 10. Cruel and sudden, hast thou since Purpled thy nail in blood of innocence ? Wherein could this Flea guilty be, Except in that blood which it suck'd from thee? 'Tis true; then learn how false fears be: 20 Just so much honour, when thou yield'st to me, THE GOOD-MORROW. I WONDER, by my troth! what thou and I Did till we lov'd? Were we not wean'd till then, Which I desir'd and got, 'twas but a dream of thee. And now Good-morrow to our waking souls, Let maps to other worlds our world have shown, 20 My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears, If our two loves be one, both thou and I Love just alike in all; none of these loves can die. zi SONG, Go, and catch a falling star, Teach me to hear mermaids singing, What wind Serves to advance an honest mind. If thou be'st born to strange sights, Ride ten thousand days and nights, Thou, when thou return'st wilt tell me And swear No where Lives a woman true and fair. 10 If thou find'st one let me know, Such a pilgrimage were sweet; Yet do not; I would not go, Tho' at next door we might meet. Tho' she were true when you met her, Yet she Will be False ere I come to two or three. 20 27 WOMAN'S CONSTANCY. Now thou hast lov'd me one whole day, To-morrow when thou leav'st what wilt thou say? We We are not just those persons which we were? Or that oaths, made in reverential fear Of love and his wrath, any may forswear? Or, as true deaths true marriages untie, So lovers' contracts, images of those, Bind but till Sleep, Death's image, them unloose? 10 Or, your own end to justify For having purpos'd change and falsehood, you Can have no way but falsehood to be true? Vain lunatic! against these scapes I could Which I abstain to do, For by to-morrow I may think so too. 17 |