The fly, that buzzeth round about the flame, Knows not, poor soul, she gets her death thereby ; And seeking, find, and finding, choose to die. Turn then to me those sparkling eyes of thine, And with their fiery glances pierce my heart; Quench not my light, lest I in darkness pine; Strike deep and spare not, pleasant is the smart. So by thy looks my life be spilt, Kill me as often as thou wilt. ODE II. THE MORE FAVOUR HE OBTAINS, THE MORE As soon may water wipe me dry, And fire my heat allay, As with favour of your eye you Make hot desire decay. The more I have, The more I crave; The more I crave, the more desire, As piles of wood increase the fire. The senseless stone that from on high With greater haste itself doth ply, So feels desire Increase of fire, That still with greater force doth burn, The greater favour you bestow, The sweeter my delight; And by delight desire doth grow, The more my pains, To see myself so near the brink, LOVE THE ONLY PRICE OF LOVE. THE fairest pearls that Northern seas do breed, Where goodness wants an equal change to make, No mortal thing can bear so high a price, What thing is Love, which nought can countervail ? And can be bought with nothing, but with self. Such is the price my loving heart would pay; Love but thyself, and love thyself alone, Yet if thou wilt vouchsafe my heart such bliss, • it.edit. 1621. HIS HEART ARRAIGNED OF THEFT, AND ACQUITTED. My heart was found within my lady's breast, On whom suspect did serve a straight arrest, And felon-like he must arraigned be; What could he mean so closely there to stay, The bench was set, the prisoner forth was brought, Yet forc'd to speak, his farther plea was this, He, void of help to have his harms redrest, The gentle Judge that saw his true intent, P Either. edit. 1602. q From.-edit. 1621. Since he from me to hér for succour went: r That truth might reign, where rigour did appear, Gave sentence thus: that if he there would 'bide, That place was made, a guiltless heart to hide. MADRIGAL I. THINE eyes so bright Bereft my sight, When first I view'd thy face; So now my light Is turn'd to night, I stray from place to place. Then guide me of thy kindness, PHALEUCIACK I. TIME nor place did I want, what held me tongue-tied? Wherefore wish'd I so oft that hour unhappy, r As in the text in edit. 1621, but ruth in each preceding edition. |