LXXIII A FATHER'S BLESSING WHAT I shall leave thee none can tell, I wish thee, Vin, before all wealth, Nor too much wealth, nor wit, come to thee, I wish thee all thy mother's graces, R. CORBET. LXXIV THE RETREAT HAPPY those early dayes, when I Before I taught my tongue to wound My conscience with a sinful sound, But felt through all this fleshly dresse And tread again that ancient track! Where first I left my glorious traine; From whence th' enlightened spirit sees But ah! my soul with too much stay Some men a forward motion love, H. VAUGHAN. LXXV THE ALCHEMY OF LOVE WHAT pearls, what rubies can Yet amongst us where is hee Leave such passion in your mind, Anywhere gave such delight, LXXVI G. WITHER. LOVE ALL love, at first, like gen'rous wine, Against those cruelties of Fate, Which all felicities below By rigid laws are subject to, Translate to earth the joys above; For nothing goes to Heaven but love. S. BUTLER. LXXVII THE PRIMROSE ASKE me why I send you here This primrose, thus bepearl'd with dew? The sweets of love are mixt with tears. Ask me why this flower does show So yellow-green, and sickly too? What fainting hopes are in a lover. LXXVIII R. HERRICK. AGAINST THEM WHO LAY UNCHASTITY TO THE SEX OF WOMEN THEY meet but with unwholesome springs, And summers which infectious are; G |