Take heed of loving me,

And seen thy birth, and seen what every hourGave to thy growth, thee to this height to raise,And now dost laugh and triumph on this bough,Little think’st thou,That it will freeze anon, and that I shallTo-morrow find thee fallen, or not at all.Little think’st thou, poor heart,That labourest yet to nestle thee,And think’st by hovering…

That subtile wreath of haire, which crowns my arme;The mystery, the signe you must not touch,For’tis my outward Soule,Viceroy to that, which then to heaven being gone,Will leave this to controule,And keep these limbes, her Provinces, from dissolution.For if the sinewie thread my braine lets fallThrough every part,Can tye those parts, and make mee one…

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…

Goes richly painted? or which, robbed and tore,Laments and mourns in Germany and here?Sleeps she a thousand, then peeps up one year?Is she self-truth and errs? now new, now outwore?Doth she, and did she, and shall she evermoreOn one, on seven, or on no hill appear?Dwells she with us, or like adventuring knightsFirst travail we…

By these we reach divinity, that’s you ;Their loves, who have the blessing of your light,Grew from their reason ; mine from fair faith grew.But as, although a squint left-handednessBe ungracious, yet we cannot want that hand ;So would I—not to increase, but to expressMy faith—as I believe, so understand.Therefore I study you first in…

That I may rise and stand, o’erthrow me,’and bendYour force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.I, like an usurped town, to’another due,Labor to’admit You, but O, to no end;Reason, Your viceroy’in me, me should defend,But is captived, and proves weak or untrue.Yet dearly’I love You,’and would be loved fain,But am betrothed unto Your…