ALL-CONTAINING LOVE THY bosom is endeared with all hearts, Which I by lacking have supposéd dead, And there reigns love and all love's loving parts, And all those friends which I thought buried. How many a holy and obsequious tear Thou art the grave where buried love doth live, Hung with the trophies of my lovers gone, Who all their parts of me to thee did give, That due of many now is thine alone : Their images I loved I view in thee, THE VITAL FORCE F thou survive my well-contented day, shall cover, And shalt by fortune once more re-survey Compare them with the bettering of the time, O then vouchsafe me but this loving thought : 6 Had my friend's Muse grown with this growing age, A dearer birth than this his love had brought, But since he died, and poets better prove, Theirs for their style I'll read, his for his love.' SUNSHINE AND CLOUD FULL many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride Even so my sun one early morn did shine Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth; Suns of the world may stain, when heaven's sun staineth. DILEXIT MULTUM WHY didst thou promise such a beauteous day And make me travel forth without my cloak, To let base clouds o'ertake me in my way, 'Tis not enough that through the cloud thou break To dry the rain on my storm-beaten face, For no man well of such a salve can speak Nor can thy shame give physic to my grief; To him that bears the strong offence's cross. Ah! but those tears are pearl which thy love sheds, And they are rich, and ransom all ill deeds. Νο A CONFESSION O more be grieved at that which thou hast Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud; All men make faults, and even I in this, For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense- And 'gainst myself a lawful plea commence : That I an accessary needs must be To that sweet thief which sourly robs from me. |