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The Discovery.

1.

Y 'Heaven I'll tell her boldly that 'tis She;
Why should she asham'd or angry be,
To be belov'd by Me?

The Gods may give their Altars o're;
They'll smoak but seldom any more,
If none but Happy Men must them adore.

2.

The Lightning which tall Oaks oppose in vain,
To strike sometime does not disdain

The humble Furzes of the Plain.
She being so high, and I so low,
Her power by this does greater show,
Who at such distance gives so sure a blow.

3.

Compar'd with her all things so worthless prove, That nought on earth can tow'ards her move, Till't be exalted by her Love.

Equal to her, alas, there's none;

She like a Deity is grown;

That must Create, or else must be alone.

4.

If there be man, who thinks himself so high,
As to pretend equality,

He deserves her less then I;

For he would cheat for his relief;

And one would give with lesser grief, To'an undeserving Beggar than a Thief.

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Against Fruition.

[O; thou'rt a fool, I'll swear, if e're thou grant :
Much of my Veneration thou must want,

When once thy kindness puts my Ign'orance out;
For a learn'd Age is always least devout.

Keep still thy distance; for at once to me
Goddess and Woman too, thou canst not be;
Thou'rt Queen of all that sees thee; and as such
Must neither Tyrannize, nor yield too much;
Such freedoms give as may admit Command,
But keep the Forts and Magazines in thine hand.
Thou'rt yet a whole world to me, and do'est fill
My large ambition; but 'tis dang'rous still,
Lest I like the Pellaan Prince should be,
And weep for other worlds hav'ing conquer'd thee;
When Love has taken all thou hast away,
His strength by too much riches will decay.
Thou in my Fancy dost much higher stand,
Than Women can be place'd by Natures hand;
And I must needs, I'm sure, a loser be,

To change Thee, as Thou'rt there, for very Thee.
Thy sweetness is so much within me plac'd,

That shouldst thou Nectar give, 'twould spoil the tast.
Beauty at first moves wonder, and delight;
'Tis Natures juggling trick to cheat the sight,
We 'admire it, whilst unknown, but after more
Admire our selves, for liking it before.
Love, like a greedy Hawk, if we give way,
Does over-gorge himself, with his own Prey;
Of very Hopes a surfeit he'll sustain,
Unless by Fears he cast them up again:
His spirit and sweetness dangers keep alone;
If once he lose his sting, he grows a Drone.

Love undiscovered.

I.

Ome, others may with safety tell

The moderate Flames, which in them dwell; And either find some Med'icine there, Or cure themselves ev'en by Despair; My Love's so great, that it might prove Dang'erous, to tell her that I Love. So tender is my wound, it must not bear Any salute, though of the kindest air.

2.

I would not have her know the pain,
The Torments for her I sustain,
Lest too much goodness make her throw
Her Love upon a Fate too low.
Forbid it Heaven my Life should be
Weigh'd with her least Conveniency:
No, let me perish rather with my grief,
Then to her disadvantage find relief.

3.

Yet when I dye, my last breath shall
Grow bold, and plainly tell her all.
Like covetous Men who ne're descry,
Their dear hid Treasures till they dye.
Ah fairest Maid, how will it chear
My Ghost, to get from Thee a tear!
But take heed; for if me thou Pitiest then,
Twenty to one but I shall live agen.

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The given Heart.

I.

Wonder what those Lovers mean, who say, They have giv'en their Hearts away. Some good kind Lover tell me how; For mine is but a Torment to me now.

2.

If so it be, one place both hearts contain,
For what do they complain?

What courtesie can Love do more,
Than to join Hearts, that parted were before?

3.

Wo to her stubborn Heart, if once mine come Into the self same room;

"Twill tear and blow up all within,

Like a Granado shot into a Magazin.

4.

Then shall Love keep the ashes, and torn parts, Of both our broken Hearts:

Shall out of both one new one make,

From hers, th' Allay; from mine, the Metal take.

5.

For of her heart he from the flames will find
But little left behind:

Mine only will remain entire;
No dross was there, to perish in the Fire.

The Prophet.

I.

TE chief Professour am of it.

Each me to Love? go teach thy self more wit;

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Teach craft to Scots, and thrift to Jews,
Teach boldness to the Stews;

In Tyrants Courts teach supple flattery,
Teach Jesuits, that have travell'd far, to Lye.
Teach Fire to burn, and Winds to blow,
Teach restless Fountains how to flow,
Teach the dull earth, fixt, to abide,

Teach Woman-kind inconstancy and Pride.
See if your diligence here will useful prove;
But, pr'ithee, teach not me to Love.

2.

The God of Love, if such a thing there be,
May learn to love from Me.

He who does boast that he has bin
In every Heart since Adams sin,

I'll lay my Life, nay Mistress on't, that's more;
I'll teach him things he never knew before;

I'll teach him a Receipt to make Words that weep, and Tears that speak, I'll teach him Sighs, like those in Death, At which the Souls go out too with the breath: Still the Soul stays, yet still does from me run; As Light and Heat does with the Sun.

3.

'Tis I who Love's Columbus am; 'tis I,

Who must new Worlds in it descry:
Rich Worlds, that yield of Treasure more,
Than all that has bin known before.
And yet like his (I fear) my Fate must be,
To find them out for others; not for Me.

Me Times to come, I know it, shall
Loves last and greatest Prophet call.
But, ah, what's that, if she refuse,

To hear the wholesome Doctrines of my Muse?
If to my share the Prophets fate must come;
Hereafter Fame, here Martyrdome.

The Resolution.

I.

He Devil take those foolish men,

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Who gave you first such pow'rs;
We stood on even grounds till then;
If any odds, Creation made it ours.

2.

For shame let these weak Chains be broke;
Let's our slight bonds, like Sampson, tear;
And nobly cast away that yoke,

Which we nor our Forefathers e're could bear.

3.

French Laws forbid the Female Raign;
Yet Love does them to slavery draw,
Alas, if we'll our rights maintain,

'Tis all Mankind must make a Salique Law.

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