This bed thy center is, these walls thy sphere.

For love all love of other sights controls,

Shes all states, and all princes I ;

If thou best born to strange sights,

Though at next door we might meet,

Which think to stablish dangerous constancy.

I HAVE done one braver thing

Nothing else is ;

Nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.

No where

Dispute, and conquer, if I would ;

She heard not this till now ; and that it should be so no more.

For by to-morrow I may think so too.

I WONDER by my troth, what thou and I

Or who cleft the devils foot,

Though she were true, when you met her,

And true plain hearts do in the faces rest ;

Which is, to keep that hid.

Though parents grudge, and you, were met,

Ride ten thousand days and nights,

To-morrow when thou leavest, what wilt thou say ?

Rob me, but bind me not, and let me go.

False, ere I come, to two, or three.

If, as I have, you also do

But suckd on country pleasures, childishly ?

Teach me to hear mermaids singing,

Be where thou leftst them, or lie here with me.

Bind but till sleep, deaths image, them unloose ?

B九_九_藏_書ut he who loveliness within

Vain lunatic, against these scapes I could

Poor heretics in love there be,

Or say that now

Must I, who came to travel thorough you,

O we are not, be not you so ;

And last, till you write your letter,

Though use make you apt to kill me,

Look, and to-morrow late tell me,

Twas so ; but this, all pleasures fancies be ;

Our marriage bed, and marriage temple is.

All honours mimic, all wealth alchemy.

And this, alas ! is more than we would do.

MARK but this flea, and mark in this,

Did, till we loved ? were we not weand till then ?

But I have told them, Since you will be true,

Or to keep off envys stinging,

Or, as true deaths true marriages untie,

Thy beams so reverend, and strong

When he, which can have learnd the art

The skill of specular stone,

Will no other vice content you ?

And swear,

If thou findst one, let me know,

From profane men you hide,

Let me—and do you—twenty know ;

Which is, to keep that hid.

She went, examined, and returnd ere long,

Purpled thy nail in blood of in九_九_藏_書nocence?

Her who believes, and her who tries ;

And a braver thence will spring,

Get with child a mandrake root,

Let us possess one world ; each hath one, and is one.

Let not to that self-murder added be,

This flea is you and I, and this

And yet a braver thence doth spring,

Yet this enjoys before it woo,

All strange wonders that befell thee,

And said, "Alas ! some two or three

Would love but as before.

A sin, nor shame, nor loss of maidenhead ;

And in this flea our two bloods mingled be.

And by loves sweetest part, variety, she swore,

If ever any beauty I did see,

We are not just those persons which we were ?

Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone ;

Wherein could this flea guilty be,

If our two loves be one, or thou and I

Except in that drop which it suckd from thee?

Her whom abundance melts, and her whom want betrays ;

Yet she

Than all the Worthies did ;

Will be

Love, all alike, no season knows nor clime,

NOW thou hast loved me one whole day,

Findst not thyself nor me the weaker now.

Princes do but play us ; compared to this,

But that I would not lose her sight so long.

Her who still weeps with sp九_九_藏_書ongy eyes,

It suckd me first, and now sucks thee,

Thou, Sun, art half as happy as we,

Serves to advance an honest mind.

Hath found, all outward loathes,

And cloisterd in these living walls of jet.

Shine here to us, and thou art everywhere ;

To cut it, can find none.

And thou shalt hear, "All here in one bed lay."

I can love her, and her, and you, and you ;

Tell me where all past years are,

Wilt thou then antedate some new-made vow ?

Lives a woman true and fair.

If her eyes have not blinded thine,

Such stuff to work upon, there is—

In that the worlds contracted thus ;

Will it not serve your turn to do as did your mothers ?

Tis true ; then learn how false fears be ;

Which I desired, and got, twas but a dream of thee.

Loves but their oldest clothes.

Why dost thou thus,

Which I abstain to do,

Why shouldst thou think ?

Can have no way but falsehood to be true ?

Will waste, as this fleas death took life from thee.

Yet do not, I would not go,

Or have you all old vices spent, and now would find out others ?

To warm the world, thats done in warming us.

For having purposed change and falsehood, you

O stay, three lives in one flea sparread.99csw.come,

Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers den ?

Virtue in woman see,

Than all the Worthies did ;

Where we almost, yea, more than married are.

And her who is dry cork, and never cries.

What wind

Her whom the country formd, and whom the town ;

And find

Which watch not one another out of fear ;

And pamperd swells with one blood made of two ;

Yet thou triumphst, and sayst that thou

Go tell court-huntsmen that the king will ride,

I could eclipse and cloud them with a wink,

Thou, when thou returnst, wilt tell me,

Or that oaths made in reverential fear

Others—because no more

Or, if they do, deride ;

Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide

And if this love, though plac鑔 so,

Such a pilgrimage were sweet;

And makes one little room an everywhere.

Or, your own end to justify,

Of Love, and his wrath, any may forswear ?

And sacrilege, three sins in killing three.

Which will no faith on this bestow,

Thine age asks ease, and since thy duties be

Through windows, and through curtains, call on us ?

Call country ants to harvest offices ;

Cruel and sudden, hast thou since

BUSY old fool, unruly Sun,

Without sharp north, without declining west ?

Or doth a fear that men ahttps://read.99csw.comre true torment you ?

So lovers contracts, images of those,

GO and catch a falling star,

Then you have done a braver thing

Ask for those kings whom thou sawst yesterday,

Grow your fixd subject, because you are true ?

Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown ;

My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears,

You shall be true to them whore false to you. "

Where can we find two better hemispheres

And dare love that, and say so too,

Things invisible to see,

How little that which thou deniest me is ;

It were but madness now to impart

And forget the He and She ;

Her who loves loneness best, and her who masks and plays ;

Till age snow white hairs on thee,

For he who color loves, and skin,

And now good-morrow to our waking souls,

I CAN love both fair and brown ;

Just so much honour, when thou yieldst to me,

Whether both th Indias of spice and mine

Late school-boys and sour prentices,

Whatever dies, was not mixd equally ;

I can love any, so she be not true.

Must to thy motions lovers seasons run ?

Thou knowst that this cannot be said

So, if I now should utter this,

Venus heard me sigh this song ;

Love so alike that none can slacken, none can die.