Is she come? O, how near is she! When shall I her embrace? ΙΟ These arms I'll spread, which only at her sight shall close, Attending as the starry flower that the sun's noontide knows. XVIII COME, you pretty false-eyed wanton, Leave your crafty smiling! Think you to escape me now With slipp'ry words beguiling! Sooner may you count the stars, And number hail down pouring, Or Goodwin sands devouring, Which now thy tired lips must bear. So rich and full of pleasure, 10 20 Would it were dumb midnight now, When all the world lies sleeping! And when you cried then would I laugh : Love only should be blamed : I would live your servant still, XIX A SECRET love or two I must confess I kindly welcome for change in close playing, Yet my dear husband I love ne'ertheless, His desires, whole or half, quickly allaying, His own he never wants but hath it duly, The more a spring is drawn the more it flows, No lamp less light retains by light'ning others : Or is he wealthy that waste treasure smothers? ΙΟ Wise archers bear more than one shaft to field, The venturer loads not with one ware his shipping; Should warriors learn but one weapon to wield, Or thrive fair plants e'er the worse for the slipping? One dish cloys, many fresh appetite yield. Mine own I'll use, and his he shall have duly : 20 Judge then what debtor can keep touch more truly. XX HER rosy cheeks, her ever-smiling eyes, Are spheres and beds where Love in triumph lies : All out of one smooth coral rock. O that of other creatures' store I knew More worthy and more rare! For these are old, and she so new, That her to them none should compare. O could she love! would she but hear a friend ! ΙΟ Or that she only knew what sighs pretend ! For what she is that will she be. Yet will I never cease her praise to sing, Though she gives no regard : For they that grace a worthless thing XXI WHERE shall I refuge seek, if thou refuse me? O bitter grief! that exile is become Reward for faith, and pity deaf and dumb! Why should my firmness find a seat so wav'ring? O wretched me! that my chief joy should breed FINIS 10 |