So flides he down upon his grained bat,
And comely distant fits he by her fide;
When he again defires her, being fat,
Her grievance with his hearing to divide ;
If that from him there may be ought apply'd,
Which may her fuffering extasy affuage :
"Tis promis'd in the charity of age.
Father, the fays, tho' in me you behold
The injury of many a blasting hour,
Let it not tell your judgment I am old;
Not age, but forrow, over me hath power:
I might as yet have been a spreading flower,
Fresh to myself, if I had felf-apply'd
Love to myself, and to no love befide.
But woe is me! too early I attended
A youthful fuit: it was to gain my grace;

! one by nature's outwards so commended, That maidens eyes stuck over all his face; Love lack'd a dwelling, and made him her place; And when in his fair parts fhe did abide, She was new lodg'd, and newly deify'd. His browny locks did hang in crooked curls, And every light occafion of the wind Upon his lips their filken parcels hurls. What's fweet to do, to do will aptly find; Each eye that saw him did inchant the mind: For on his vifage was in little drawn, What largeness thinks in paradife was fawn. Small fhew of man was yet upon his chin, His phoenix down began but to appear, Like unfhorn velvet, on that termless skin, Whose bare out-bragg'd the web it seem'd to weari Yet thew'd his vifage by that coft most dear: And nice affections wavering, stood in doubt Mf best 'twere as it was, or beft without.

His qualities were beauteous as his form,
For maiden-tongu'd he was, and thereof free ::
Yet if men mov'd him, was he fuch a form,
As of 'twixt May and April is to fee,

When winds breathe fweet, unruly tho' they be..
His rudeness fo with his authoriz'd youth,

Did livery falfeness in a pride of truth.

Well could he ride, and often men would fay,-
That horfe his mettle from his rider takes;
Proud of fubjection, noble by the fway,

What rounds, what bounds, what courfe, what stop
And controverfy hence a question takes,. [he makes!:
Whether the horfe by him became his deed,
Or he his, manag'd by th' well-doing steed?:
But quickly on this fide the verdict went.;
His real habitude gave life and grace
To appertainings and to ornament,
Accomplish'd in himfelf, not in his cafe ;
All aids themselves made fairer by their place,
Can for additions yet their purpose trim,
Piec'd not his grace, but were all grac'd by him..
So on the tip of his fubduing tongue

All kinds of arguments and queftions deep,.
All replication prompt, and reafon strong,
For his advantage ftill did wake and fleep,
To make the weeper laugh, the laugher weep,
He had the dialect and different skill,
Catching all paffions in his craft of will;
That he did in the general bofom reign.
Of young, of old, and fexes both inchanted,.
To dwell with him in thoughts, or to remain
In perfonal duty, following where he haunted;
Confent's bewitch'd, ere he defire have granted;
And dialogu'd for him what he would fay,

Afk'd their own wills, and made their wills obey..

Many there were that did his picture get,

To ferve their eyes, and in it put their mind;
Like fools that in th' imagination fet.

The goodly objects, which abroad they find,
Of lands and manfions, theirs in thought affign'd;.
And labouring, in more pleasures to beltow them,
Than the true gouty landlord, who doth own them.
So many have, that never touch'd his hand,
Sweetly fuppos'd them miftrefs of his heart:
My woful felf, that did in freedom ftand,
And was my own fee fimple, not in part,
What with his art in youth, and youth in art,
Threw my affections in his charmed power,
Referv'd the ftalk, and gave him all my flower..
Yet did I not, as fome my equals did,
Demand of him, nor being defir'd, yielded:
Finding myself in honour fo forbid,
With fafeft distance I my honour shielded :
Experience for me many bulwarks builded
Of proofs new bleeding, which remain'd the foils
Of this falfe jewel, and his amorous spoil.
But ah! whoever fhunn'd by precedent
The deftin'd ill, fhe must herself assay ?
Or forc'd examples, 'gainit her own content,.
To put the by-paft perils in her way?

Counsel may stop awhile what will not ftay:
For when we rage, advice is often seen,
By blunting us, to make our wits more keen.
Nor gives it fatisfaction to our blood,
That we must curb it upon others proof::
To be forbid the fweets that feem fo good,
For fear of harms, that preach in our behoof.
O appetite! from judgment ftand aloof.
The one a palate hath, that needs will tafte,.
Tho' reason weep, and cry, it is thy last..

For further I could say this man's untrue,
And knew the patterns of his foul beguiling,
Heard where his plants in others orchards grew,
Saw how deceits were gilded in his fmiling,
Knew vows were ever brokers to defiling;
Thought characters and words merely but art,
And baftards of his foul adult'rate heart.
And long upon these terms I held my city,
Till thus he 'gan befiege me: Gentle maid,
Have of my fuffering youth some feeling pity,
And be not of my holy vows afraid;

What's to you fworn, to none was ever faid. ·
For feafts of love I have been call'd unto,
Till now did ne'er invite, nor never vow; -
All my offences, that abroad you fee,

Are errors of the blood, none of the mind;
Love made them not, with acture they may be,
Where neither party is nor true nor kind :

They fought their fhame, that fo their fhame did find.
And fo much lefs of fhame in me remains,
By how much of me their reproach contains.
Among the many that mine eyes have seen,

Not one whose flame my heart fo much as warmed,,
Or my affection put to the smallest teen,

Or any of my leifures ever charmed:

Harm have done to them, but ne'er was harmed;
Kept hearts in liveries, but mine own was free,
And reign'd commanding in his monarchy.
Look here what tributes wounded fancy fent me,
Of pallid pearls and rubies red as blood;

Figuring, that they their paffions likewife lent me,
Of grief and blushes aptly understood;

In bloodlefs white, and the encrimson'd mood,,
Effects of terror, and dear modesty,

Encamp'd in hearts, but fighting outwardly.

And lo behold these talents of their hair,
With twisted metal amorously empleach'd,
I have receiv'd from many a feveral fair;
Their kind acceptance weepingly befeech'd,
With th' annexions of fair gems inrich'd;
And deep-brain'd fonnets, that did amplify
Each stone's dear nature, worth and quality :
The diamond! why 'twas beautiful and hard,
Whereto his invis'd properties did tend :
The deep green emerald, in whose fresh regard
Weak fights their fickly radiance do amend:
The heaven-hued faphyr, and the ophal blend
With objects manifold; each several stone,
With wit well blazon'd, fmil'd, or made fome moan.
Lo all these trophies of affections hot,

Of penfiv'd and fubdu'd defires, the tender;
Nature hath charg'd me, that I hoard them not,
But yield them up, where I myself must render;
That is, to you my origin and ender.

For thefe of force muft your oblations be
Since I their altar, you enpatron me.

O then advance (of yours) that phrafelefs hand,
Whose white weighs down the airy scale of praise ↳
Take all thefe fimiles unto your own command,
Hallow'd with fighs, that burning lungs did raife;
What me your minifter for you obeys,

Works under you, and to your audit comes
Their diftract parcels, incombined fums.
Lo! this device was fent me from a nun,
Or fifter fanctify'd, of holiest note,

Which late her noble fuit in court did fhun;
Whofe rareft havings made the bloffoms doat,
For fhe was fought by fpirits of richest coat,
But kept cold distance, and did thence remove,
To fpend her living in eternal love.