Then should the pómander, which was before And tell me more; For pardon of my imperfection Would warm and work it sweeter then before. For when My Master,' which alone is sweet, 20 And ev'n in my unworthinesse pleasing, Shall call and meet, My servant,' as Thee not displeasing, That call is but the breathing of the sweet. This breathing would with gains, by sweetning me As sweet things traffick when they meet Return to Thee; And so this new commerce and sweet Should all my life employ and busie me. 25 30 146. THE FOIL. If we could see below The sphere of Vertue and each shining grace. God hath made starres the foil To set-off vertues, griefs to set-off sinning; 5 147.¶THE FORERUNNERS. The harbingers are come: see, see their mark; Yet have they left me, 'Thou art still my God.' Good men ye be to leave me my best room, He will be pleased with that dittie; Farewell, sweet phrases, lovely metaphors: Lovely enchanting language, sugar-cane, 5 care not Hath some fond lover tic'd thee to thy bane? Fie! thou wilt soil thy broider'd coat, And hurt thyself and him that sings the note. ΙΟ 15 20 enticed Let foolish lovers, if they will love dung, 25 With canvas, not with arras, clothe their shame; Let Follie speak in her own native tongue: True Beautie dwells on high; ours is a flame But borrow'd thence to light us thither: 30 Go, birds of Spring; let Winter have his fee; 35 So all within be livelier then before. 148. THE ROSE. Presse me not to take more pleasure And to use a larger measure Then my strict yet welcome size. First, there is no pleasure here: Colour'd griefs indeed there are, Blushing woes that look as cleare As if they could beautie spare. Or if such deceits there be Such delights I meant to sayThere are no such things to me, Who have pass'd my right away. But I will not much oppose Unto what you now advise; 5 JO Onely take this gentle rose, And therein my answer lies. What is fairer then a rose ? What is sweeter? yet it purgeth. Purgings enmitie disclose, Enmitie forbearance urgeth. If, then, all that worldlings prize Sweetly there indeed it lies, But it biteth in the close. 15 20 So this flow'r doth judge and sentence 25 For they all produce repentance, And repentance is a purge. |