2. Complaisant Nymph, who do'est thus kindly share Was of less beauty, and less rav'ishing power; Paint thee to her, as describe Her to Thee. 3. By repercussion Beams engender Fire, The voyce it self, when stopt, does back retire, The gainers grow; my barren Love alone, The rich Rival. I. Hey say you're angry, and rant mightilie, TH Alas! you're very rich; 'tis true; But prithee Fool, what's that to Love and Me? You'have Land and Money, let that serve; And know you'have more by that than you deserve. 2. When next I see my fair One, she shall know, And wretch, I'll strike thee dumb and dead, Joynture, and Jewels, and Our Friends agree. 3. Pox o' your friends, that dote and Domineere: Let's those in other things obey; The Fates, and Stars, and Gods must govern here. 4. 'Tis that which bids me this bright Maid adore; No other thought has had access! Did she now beg I'd love no less, And were she'an Empress, I should love no more; H Against Hope. I. Ope, whose weak Being ruin'd is, Whom Good or Ill does equally confound, The Stars have not a possibility Of blessing Thee; If things then from their End we happy call, 'Tis Hope is the most Hopeless thing of all. 2. Hope, thou bold Taster of Delight, Who whilst thou shouldst but tast, devour'st it quite! Thou bringst us an Estate, yet leav'st us Poor, By clogging it with Legacies before! The Joys which we entire should wed, Good fortunes without gain imported be, 3. Hope, Fortunes cheating Lottery! Where for one prize an hundred blanks there be; Thin, empty Cloud, which th'eye deceives When thy false beams o're Reasons light prevail, 4. Brother of Fear, more gaily clad! The merrier Fool o'th' two, yet quite as Mad: By the strange witchcraft of Anon! By Thee the one does changing Nature through And th'other chases Woman, whilst She goes For Hope. I. Ope, of all Ills that men endure, The only cheap and Universal Cure! Thou Captives freedom, and Thou sick Mans Health! Thou strong Retreat! thou sure entail'd Estate, Thou pleasant, honest Flatterer! for none 2. Hope, thou First-fruits of Happiness! Whilst Thee, her Earnest-Money we retain, Whether she'her bargain break, or else fulfill; 3. Brother of Faith, 'twixt whom and Thee In Thee, or in possession ! Only the Future's Thine, the present His! Thine's the more hard and noble bliss; 4. Hope, thou sad Lovers only Friend! Thou Way that mayst dispute it with the End! The Tast it self less than the Smell and Sight. Than Thou canst be, when thou dost miss Men leave thee by obtaining, and strait flee ; I Loves Ingratitude. I. Little thought, thou fond ingrateful Sin, When first I let thee in, And gave thee but a part In my unwary Heart, That thou wouldst e're have grown, 2. At mine own breast with care I fed thee still, I fed thee then, and thou dost starve me now. 3. There was a time, when thou wast cold and chill, This frozen and benummed Snake, Not fearing from it any harm ; But now it stings that breast which made it warm. 4. What cursed weed's this Love! but one grain sow, Strait will it choak up and devour Nay unless something soon I do, "Twill kill I fear my very Lawrel too. 5. But now all's gone, I now, alas, complain, That 'twere Rebellion now to claim mine own. |