Now thou hast loved me one whole day,

For those whom thou think’st thou dost overthrowDie not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.From rest and sleep, which yet thy pictures be,Much pleasure, then from thee much more, must lowAnd soonest our best men with thee do go,Rest of their bones and soul’s delivery.Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings and desperate…

And as a thief at bar is questioned thereBy all the men that have been robed that year,So am I (by this traiterous means surprized)By thy hydroptic father catechized.Though he had wont to search with glazed eyes,As though he came to kill a cockatrice,Though he hath oft sworn that he would removeThy beauty’s beauty, and…

By which to you he derives much of his,And, how he may, makes you almost the same,A taper of his torch, a copy writFrom his oiginal, and a fair beamOf the same warm and dazzling sun, though itMust in another sphere his virtue stream ;After those learned papers which your handHath stored with notes of…

Her who loves loneness best, and her who masks and plays;Her whom the country form’d, and whom the town;Her who believes, and her who tries;Her who still weeps with spongy eyes,And her who is dry cork, and never cries.I can love her, and her, and you, and you;I can love any, so she be not…

May thy soul, ever cheerful, ne’er know cares,Nor thy life, ever lively, know grey hairs,Nor thy hand, ever open, know base holds,Nor thy purse, ever plump, know pleats, or folds,Nor thy tongue, ever true, know a false thing,Nor thy words, ever mild, know quarrelling,Nor thy works, ever equal, know disguise,Nor thy fame, ever pure, know…

Leave, leave, fair bride, your solitary bed ;No more shall you return to it alone ;It nurseth sadness, and your body’s print,Like to a grave, the yielding down doth dint ;You, and your other you, meet there anon.Put forth, put forth, that warm balm-breathing thigh,Which when next time you in these sheets will smother,There it…