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Who would not laugh at mee, if I should say,
I saw a flaske of _powder burne a day_?

Ah, what a trifle is a heart,
If once into loves hands it come! 10
All other griefes allow a part
To other griefes, and aske themselves but some;
They come to us, but us Love draws,
Hee swallows us, and never chawes:
By him, as by chain'd shot, whole rankes doe dye, 15
He is the tyran Pike, our hearts the Frye.

If 'twere not so, what did become
Of my heart, when I first saw thee?
I brought a heart into the roome,
But from the roome, I carried none with mee: 20
If it had gone to thee, I know
Mine would have taught thine heart to show
More pitty unto mee: but Love, alas,
At one first blow did shiver it as glasse.

Yet nothing can to nothing fall, 25
Nor any place be empty quite,
Therefore I thinke my breast hath all
Those peeces still, though they be not unite;
And now as broken glasses show
A hundred lesser faces, so 30
My ragges of heart can like, wish, and adore,
But after one such love, can love no more.


[The broken heart. _1633-69:_ Broken Heart. _L74:_ Song. _or
no title_, _A18_, _A25_, _B_, _Cy_, _D_, _H49_, _JC_, _Lec_,
_N_, _O'F_, _S_, _TCC_, _TCD:_ Elegie. _P_, _S96_]

[8 flaske _1633_, _A25_, _B_, _C_, _Cy_, _D_, _H40_, _Lec_,
_O'F_ (_corrected from_ flash), _P_, _S:_ flash _1635-69_,
_A18_, _H49_, _N_, _TC_]

[10 come! _Ed:_ come? _1633-69_]

[12 some; _Ed:_ some, _1633-69_]

[15 chain'd shot] chain-shott _A18_, _A25_, _N_, _TC_]

[16 tyran] Tyrant _1669_

our hearts] and we _1669_]

[17 did] could _A18_, _A25_, _B_, _C_, _L74_, _O'F_, _N_,
_TC:_ would _B_, _Cy_, _M_, _S_]

[20 mee: _1650-69:_ mee; _1633-39_]

[23 alas,] alas _1633_]

[24 first] fierce _A18_, _B_, _N_, _TC_]

[30 hundred] thousand _A18_, _A25_, _B_, _Cy_, _L74_, _M_,
_N_, _P_, _S_, _TC_]




_A Valediction: forbidding mourning. _

As virtuous men passe mildly away,
And whisper to their soules, to goe,
Whilst some of their sad friends doe say,
The breath goes now, and some say, no:

So let us melt, and make no noise, 5
No teare-floods, nor sigh-tempests move,
T'were prophanation of our joyes
To tell the layetie our love.

Moving of th'earth brings harmes and feares,
Men reckon what it did and meant, 10
But trepidation of the spheares,
Though greater farre, is innocent.
Dull sublunary lovers love
(Whose soule is sense) cannot admit
Absence, because it doth remove 15
Those things which elemented it.

But we by a love, so much refin'd,
That our selves know not what it is,
Inter-assured of the mind,
Care lesse, eyes, lips, and hands to misse. 20

Our two soules therefore, which are one,
Though I must goe, endure not yet
A breach, but an expansion,
Like gold to ayery thinnesse beate.

If they be two, they are two so 25
As stiffe twin compasses are two,
Thy soule the fixt foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if the'other doe.

And though it in the center sit,
Yet when the other far doth rome, 30
It leanes, and hearkens after it,
And growes erect, as that comes home.

Such wilt thou be to mee, who must
Like th'other foot, obliquely runne;
Thy firmnes makes my circle just,
And makes me end, where I begunne. 35


[A Valediction: forbidding _&c. _ _Ed:_ A Valediction
forbidding _&c. _ _1633-69:_ Valediction forbidding _&c. _
_A18_, _N_, _TCC_, _TCD:_ Valediction agaynst _&c. _ _A25_,
_C:_ A Valediction. _B_, _Cy_, _D_, _H40_, _H49_, _Lec:_ Vpon
the partinge from his Mistris. _O'F_, _S96:_ To his love upon
his departure from her. _JC:_ Elegie. _L74_, _P:_ _also in
Walton's_ Life of Donne (1675)]

[4 The breath goes now, _1633-54, and all the MSS. :_ Now his
breath goes, _1669_, _Chambers_

no: _Ed:_ no.