Your attempts are but in vain,

To tell you is a favour :

For things that may be, rack your brain ; Then lose not thus your labour

If man might know

The ill he must undergo,

And shun it so,

Then it were good to know:

But if he undergo it,

Though he know it,

What boots him know it?

He must undergo it.

The gum and glist'ning, which with art And studied method, in each part

Hangs down the heart,

Looks just as if that day

Snails there had crawl'd the hay.

The locks, that curl'd o'er each ear be, Hang like two master-worms to me, That, as we see,

Have tasted to the rest

Two holes, where they lik'd best.

A quick corse methinks I spy
In every woman; and mine eye,
At passing by,

Checks, and is troubled, just
As if it rose from dust.

They mortify, not heighten me:
These of my sins the glasses be:
And here I see

How I have lov'd before,

And so I love no more.

SONG.

I prithee send me back my heart,
Since I cannot have thine :

For if from your's you will not part,
Why then should'st thou have mine!

Yet now I think on't, let it lie;

To find it were in vain :
For thou'st a thief in either eye
Would steal it back again.

G

Why should two hearts in one breast lie,
And yet not lodge together?
Oh love! where is thy sympathy,

If thus our breasts thou sever?

But love is such a mystery

I cannot find it out;

For when I think I'm best resolv'd,

I then am in most doubt.

Then farewell care, and farewell woe,
I will no longer pine:

For I'll believe I have her heart,

As much as she has mine.

SONG.

THE crafty boy, that had full oft essay'd
To pierce my stubborn and resisting breast,
But still the bluntness of his darts betray'd,
Resolv'd at last of setting up his rest,

Either my wild unruly heart to tame,
Or quit his godhead and his bow disclaim.

So, all his lovely looks, his pleasing fires,
All his sweet motions, all his taking smiles,
All that awakes, all that inflames desires,
All that sweetly commands, all that beguiles,
He does into one pair of eyes convey,

And there begs leave, that he himself may stay.

And there he brings me, where his ambush lay
Secure and careless, to a stranger land;
And never warning me, which was foul play,
Does make me close by all this beauty stand;
Where first struck dead, I did at last recover,
To know that I might only live to love her.

So I'll be sworn I do; and do confess

The blind lad's power, whilst he inhabits there;

But I'll be ev'n with him nevertheless,

If e'er I chance to meet with him elsewhere;

If other eyes invite the boy to tarry,

I'll fly to hers as to a sanctuary.

LOVE'S WORLD.

IN each man's heart that doth begin
To love, there's ever fram'd within
A little world, for so I found

When first my passion reason drown'd.

EARTH.

Instead of Earth unto this frame,
I had a faith was still the same,
For to be right, it doth behove
It be as that, fixt and not move.

Yet as the earth may sometimes shake (For winds shut up will cause a quake) So, often jealousy and fear,

Stol'n into mine, cause tremblings there.

SUN.

My Flora was my Sun; for as

One Sun, so but one Flora was:

All other faces borrowed hence

Their light and grace, as stars do thence.

MOON.

My hopes I call my Moon; for they,
Inconstant still, were at no stay;

But as my sun inclin'd to me,
Or more or less were sure to be.