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But when the heart's attorney once is mute,
The client breaks, as desperate in his suit.
Taking no notice that she is so nigh,
O! what a sight it was wistly to view
But now her cheek was pale, and by and by
It flash'd forth fire, as lightning from the sky.
His tender cheeks receive her soft hand's print,
O! what a war of looks was then between them!
And all this dumb play had his acts made plain,
Full gently now she takes him by the hand,
This beauteous combat, wilful and unwilling,
Once more the engine of our thoughts began ;
For one sweet look my help I would assure thee,
Give me my hand (saith he) why dost thou feel it?
Then love's deep groans I never shall regard,
For shame! he cries, let go and let me go,
Is how to get my palfrey from the mare.
The sea hath bounds, but deep desire hath none,
Therefore no marvel though thy horse be gone.
Throwing the base thong from his bending crest,
Who sees his true love in her naked bed,
Who is so faint, that dare not be so bold
Let me excuse thy courser, gentle boy,
O ! learn to love, the lesson is but plain,
And once made perfect, never lost again.
'Tis much to borrow, and I will not owe it, My love to love is love but to disgrace it;
For I have heard it is a life in death,
That laughs, and weeps, and all but in a breath..
The colt that's back'd and burden'd being young,
Loseth his pride, and never waxeth strong. You hurt my hand with wringing ; let us part, And leave this idle theme, this bootless chat; Remove your siege from my unyielding heart, To love's alarm it will not ope the gate.
Dismiss your vows, your feigned tears, your flatt'ry,
For where a heart is hard, they make no batt’ry. What! canst thou talk? (quoth she) hast thou a tongue? O! would thou hadst not, or I had no hearing! Thy mermaid's voice hath done me double wrong I had my load before, now press'd with bearing.
Melodious discord! heavenly tune harsh-sounding! Earth's deep sweet musick! and heart's deep sore
wounding? Had I no eyes, but ears, my ears would love That inward beauty, and invisible ; Or were I deaf, thy outward parts would move Each part of me, that were but sensible.
Tho' neither eyes nor ears to hear nor see,
Yet should I be in love by touching thee. Say that the sense of reason were bereft me, And that I could not see, nor hear, nor touch, And nothing but the very smell were left me, Yet would my love to thee be still as much;
For from the stillatory of thy face excelling,
Comes breath perfum'd that breedeth love by smelling, But, oh! what banquet wert thou to the taste, Being nurse and feeder of the other four. Would they not wish the feast should ever last, And bid suspicion double lock the door;
Lest jealousy, that sour unwelcome guest,
Should by his stealing in disturb the feast.
Sorrow to shepherds, woe unto the birds,
This ill presage advisedly she marketh,
Or like the deadly bullet of a gun,
And at his look she flatly falleth down,
The silly boy believing she is dead,
Claps her pale cheek, till clapping makes it rede
For on the grass she lies, as she were slain,
He wrings her nose, he strikes her on the cheeks,
He kisses her, and she, by her good will,
The night of sorrow now is turn'd to day,
And as the bright sun glorifies the sky,
Whose beams upon his hairless face are fix’d,
But hers, which thro’ the crystal tears gave light,
Shone like the moon in water seen by night.
But now I liv'd, and life was death's annoy :
O! thou didst kill me, kill me once again ;
And these mine eyes, true leaders to their queen,
But for thy piteous lips no more had seen. Long may they kiss each other for this cure ! Oh, never let their crimson liveries wear! And as they last, their verdure still endure, To drive infection from the dangerous year?
That the star-gazers having writ on death
May say the plague is banish'd by thy breath. Pure lips I sweet seals! in my soft lips imprinted, What bargains may I make still to be sealing? To sell myself, I can be well contented; So thou wilt buy and use good dealings ;
Which purchase if thou make, for fear of slips,
Set thy seal manual on my wax-red lips.
Say for non-payment that the debt should double,
Fair queen (quoth he) if any love you owe me,