LOVE'S DIET To what a cumbersome unwieldiness And burdenous corpulence my love had grown, And keep it in proportiön, Give it a diet, made it feed upon That which love worst endures, discretiön. Above one sigh a day I allow'd him not, A she-sigh from my mistress' heart, And thought to feast on that, I let him see If he wrung from me a tear, I brined it so 'T was not a tear which he had got; His drink was counterfeit, as was his meat; For eyes, which roll towards all, weep not, but sweat. Whatever he would dictate I writ that, But burnt her letters when she writ to me ; And if that favour made him fat, I said, “If any title be Convey'd by this, ah! what doth it avail, To be the fortieth name in an entail?" Thus I reclaim'd my buzzard5 love, to flie At what, and when, and how, and where I choose. Now negligent of sports I lie, And now, as other falconers use, I spring a mistress, swear, write, sigh, and weep; And the game kill'd, or lost, go talk or sleep. LOVE'S DEITY I LONG to talk with some old lover's ghost, I must love her that loves not me. Sure, they which made him god meant not so much, But when an even flame two hearts did touch, But every modern god will now extend To rage, to lust, to write to, to commend, I should love her who loves not me. Rebel and atheist too, why murmur I, THE PRIMROSE BEING AT MONTGOMERY CASTLE UPON THE HILL ON WHICH IT IS SITUATE UPON this Primrose hill - Where, if heaven would distil A shower of rain, each several drop might go As the small stars do in the sky — I walk to find a true love; and I see Yet know I not, which flower I wish ; a six, or four; For should my true-love less than woman be, She were scarce anything; and then, should she Be more than woman, she would get above All thought of sex, and think to move My heart to study her, and not to love. Both these were monsters; since there must reside She were by art, than nature falsified. |