WHAT means this niceness, now of late? Since time doth truth approve. Such distance may well stand with State; It cannot stand with Love! It's either cunning, or distrust, If you intend to draw me on; And if you mean to send me gone; Speak but the word; or do but cast And such a fair and equal way I DO confess, thou'rt smooth and fair! That lips could speak, had power to move thee! As worthy to be loved by none! I do confess, thou'rt sweet! yet find And since thou canst love more than one; The morning rose, that untouched stands, But scent and beauty both are gone; Such fate, ere long, will thee betide! DEAR! leave thy home; and come with me! Here, we will hunt! Here, we will range! Constant in love; our sports we'll change! Of hearts, if any change we make; I will have thine! thou, mine shall take! Here, we will walk upon the lawns; The leaves a whispering noise shall make! Their music notes the birds shall take! And while thou art in quiet sleep, And the green wood shall silence keep: And while my herds about thee feed; It's not the weather, nor the air; Nor doth it rain, when heaven lowers; But when you frown, then, fall the showers! One sun alone moves in the sky; Fair starry twins! scorn not to shine My grass doth grow! my corn and wheat, Thou shalt have wool! Thou shalt have silk! Where thoughts are free, and love is true! ON A LOVER, THAT WOULD NOT BE BELOVED AGAIN. DISDAIN me still! that I may ever love! For who his Love enjoys, can love no more! The war once past, with peace men cowards prove; And ships returned, do rot upon the shore! [fair!' Then, though thou frown, I'll say, 'Thou art most And still I'll love; though still I must despair! As heat 's to life; so is desire to Love! Laugh at my woes! although I ever mourn. THE HEART ENTIRE. CANST thou love me; and yet doubt Fragments of a broken love to you; Short love-liking may find jars; The love that 's lasting knows no wars! This Belief begets Delight, And so satisfies Desire, That, in them, it shines as light; All the burning qualities appeased; Not a whisper, not a thought, But 'twixt both in common 's brought! Even to seem Two, they are loth; |