That Love is weak, where fear's as strong as he; "T is not all spirit, pure and brave, If mixture it of fear, shame, honor, have. Perchance as torches, which must ready be, Men light and put out, so thou deal'st with me, Thou cam'st to kindle, goest to come: then I Will dream that hope again, but else would die. A VALEDICTION OF WEEPING. LET me pour forth My tears before thy face, whilst I stay here, Fruits of much grief they are, emblems of more; On a round ball A workman, that hath copies by, can lay A Europe, Afric, and an Asia, And quickly make that, which was nothing, all: So doth each tear, Which thee doth wear, A globe, yea, world by that impression grow, O more than moon, Draw not up seas to drown me in thy sphere; Weep me not dead in thine arms, but forbear To teach the sea, what it may do too soon; Let not the wind Example find To do me more harm, than it purposeth: LOVE'S ALCHEMY. + SOME that have deeper digged Love's mine than I, Say, where his centric happiness doth lie: But should I love, get, tell, till I were old, Oh, 't is imposture all: And as no chymic yet the Elixir got, But glorifies his pregnant pot, If by the way to him befall Our ease, our thrift, our honor, and our day Can be as happy as I can, if he can 'Tis not the bodies marry, but the minds, Would swear as justly, that he hears, In that day's rude hoarse minstrelsy, the spheres: Hope not for mind in women; at their best Sweetness and wit, they 're but mummy, possest. THE CURSE. WHOEVER guesses, thinks, or dreams he knows May some dull whore to love dispose, May he be scorned by one, whom a Madness his sorrow, gout his cramp n Of conscience, but of fame, and b May he dream treason, and believe that Meant to perform it, and confess, and di And no record tell why: His sons, which none of his may b Inherit nothing but his infamy: Or may he so long parasites have fed, That he would fain be theirs, whom bred, And at the last be circumcised for brea The venom of all step-dames, gamester's What tyrants and their subjects interwish, What plants, mine, beasts, fowl, fish Can contribute, all ill, which all Prophets or poets spake; and all, which s Be annexed in schedules unto this by m Fall on that man; for if it be a she, Nature beforehand hath outcursed me. THE MESSAGE. SEND home my long-strayed eyes to me, Which (oh) too long have dwelt on thee; But if they there have learned such ill, Such forced fashions And false passions, That they be Made by thee Fit for no good sight, keep them still. Send home my harmless heart again, Which no unworthy thought could stain; But if it be taught by thine To make jestings Of protestings, And break both Word and oath, Keep it, for then 't is none of mine. Yet send me back my heart and eyes, *Var. yet since there. |