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word, _Ed_: _no commas_, _O'F_]

[6 lowe. _Ed_: lowe _O'F_]

[7 wonder, _Ed_: wonder _O'F_]

[8 thunder. _Ed_: thunder _O'F_]

[13 brooke, _Ed_: brooke _O'F_]

[21 shame, _Ed_: shame _O'F_]

[23 wonder; _Ed_: wonder _O'F_]

[24 trembling, _Ed_: trembling _O'F_]

[26 case, _Ed_: case _O'F_]

[27 trembles. _Ed_: trembles _O'F_]

[28 resembles. _Ed_: res? bles _O'F_]

[29 di[~m]e, _Ed_: di[~m]e _O'F_]

[31 brings, _Ed_: brings _O'F_]

[35 cheeke, _Ed_: cheeke _O'F_]

[37 redemption; _Ed_: redemption _O'F_]

[38 preemption. _Ed_: preemption _O'F_]

[39 eares, _Ed_: eares _O'F_]

[41 lay, _Ed_: lay _O'F_]

[43 store, _Ed_: store _O'F_]

[44 more; _Ed_: more _O'F_]

[45 Use, . . . lending, _Ed_: _no commas_, _O'F_]

[46 spending; _Ed_: spending _O'F_]

[47 returning, _Ed_: returning _O'F_]

[48 consumes, _Ed_: consumes _O'F_]




_Elegy. To Chast Love. _

Chast Love, let mee embrace thee in mine armes
Without the thought of lust. From thence no harmes
Ensue, no discontent attende those deeds
So innocently good w^{ch} thy love breeds.
Th'approche of day brings to thy sence no feares, 5
Nor is the black nights worke washd in thy teares;
Thou takst no care to keepe thy lover true,
Nor yet by flighte, nor fond inventions new
To hold him in, who with like flame of love
Must move his spirit too, as thine doth move; 10
w^{ch} ever mounts aloft with golden wings
And not declines to lowe despised things.
Thy soule is bodyd within thy quiet brest
In safety, free from trouble and unrest.
Thou fearst no ill because thou dost no ill, 15
Like mistress of thy selfe, thy thought, and will,
Obey thy mind, a mind for ever such
As all may prayse, but none admire too much.
Then come, Chast Love, choyse part of womankind
Infuse chast thoughts into my loving mind. 20


[Elegy. To Chast Love. _O'F_]

[5 feares, _Ed_: feares _O'F_]

[6 teares; _Ed_: teares _O'F_]

[7 true, _Ed_: true _O'F_]

[9 in, _Ed_: in _O'F_]

[10 move; _Ed_: move _O'F_]

[15 ill, _Ed_: ill _O'F_]

[16 will, _Ed_: will _O'F_]




_Upon his scornefull Mistresse. Elegy. _

Cruell since that thou dost not feare the curse
W^{ch} thy disdayne, and my despayre procure,
My prayer for thee shall torment thee worse
Then all the payne thou coudst thereby endure.
May, then, that beauty w^{ch} I did conceave 5
In thee above the height of heavens course,
When first my Liberty thou didst bereave,
Bee doubled on thee and with doubled force.
Chayne thousand vassalls in like thrall with mee,
W^{ch} in thy glory mayst thou still despise, 10
As the poore Trophyes of that victory
Which thou hast onely purchasd by thine eyes;
And when thy Triumphs so extended are
That there is nought left to bee conquered,
Mayst thou with the great Monarchs mournfull care 15
Weepe that thine Hono^{rs} are so limited;
So thy disdayne may melt it selfe to love
By an unlookd for and a wondrous change,
W^{ch} to thy selfe above the rest must prove
In all th'effects of love paynefully strange, 20
While wee thy scorned subjects live to see
Thee love the whole world, none of it love thee.


[Upon his scornefull Mistresse. _O'F_: _no title_, _B_, _which
adds note_, This hath relation to 'When by thy scorne'. _See_
The Apparition, _p. _ 191]

[2 despayre _B_: disdayne _O'F_

procure, _Ed_: procure _O'F_]

[6 course, _Ed_: course _O'F_]

[7 bereave, _Ed_: bereave _O'F_]

[8 force. _Ed_: force _O'F_]

[9 Chayne _B_: Stay _O'F_ mee, _Ed_: mee _O'F_]

[10 despise, _Ed_: despise _O'F_]

[12 eyes; _Ed_: eyes _O'F_]

[14 conquered, _Ed_: conquered _O'F_]

[16 limited; _Ed_: limited _O'F_]

[18 change, _Ed_: change _O'F_]

[20 strange, _Ed_: strange _O'F_]




<_Absence. _>

Wonder of Beautie, Goddesse of my sense,
You that have taught my soule to love aright,
You in whose limbes are natures chief expense
Fitt instrument to serve your matchless spright,
If ever you have felt the miserie 5
Of being banish'd from your best desier,
By Absence, Time, or Fortunes tyranny,
Sterving for cold, and yet denied for fier:
Deare mistresse pittie then the like effects
The which in mee your absence makes to flowe, 10
And haste their ebb by your divine aspect
In which the pleasure of my life doth growe:
Stay not so long for though it seem a wonder
You keepe my bodie and my soule asunder.

FINIS.