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The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen
Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation, and a name.

Such tricks hath strong imagination;
That, if it would but apprehend some joy,
It comprehends some bringer of that joy;
Or, in the night, imagining some fear,
How easy is a bush supposed a bear?

342

How wayward is this foolish love,

That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse,
And presently, all humbled, kiss the rod !

343

7-v. 1.

2-i. 2.

But love, first learned in a lady's eyes,
Lives not alone immured in the brain;
But with the motion of all elements,
Courses as swift as thought in every power;
And gives to every power a double power,
Above their functions and their offices,
It adds a precious seeing to the eye;
A lover's eyes will gaze an eagle blind;
A lover's ear will hear the lowest sound,
When the suspicious head of theft is stopp'd;
Love's feeling is more soft and sensible,
Than are the tender horns of cockled* snails;
Love's tongue proves dainty Bacchus gross in taste:
For valour is not love a Hercules,

Still climbing trees in the Hesperides?

Subtle as sphinx; as sweet, and musical,

As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair;

And, when love speaks, the voice of all the gods
Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony.
Never durst poet touch a pen to write,

Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs.
O, then his lines would ravish savage ears,
And plant in tyrants mild humility,

344

Why; what would you?...

Make me a willow cabin at your gate,

* Inshelled.

8-iv. 3.

And call upon my soul within the house;
Write loyal cantons* of contemned love,
And sing them loud even in the dead of night,
Holla your name to the reverberate hills,
And make the babbling gossip of the airt
Cry out, Olivia! O, you should not rest
Between the elements of air and earth,
But you should pity me.

345

If he be not one that truly loves you, That errs in ignorance, and not in cunning, I have no judgment in an honest face.

346

To be

4-i. 5.

37-iii. 3.

In love, where scorn is bought with groans; coy looks,
With heart-sore sighs; one fading moment's mirth,
With twenty watchful, weary, tedious nights:
If haply won, perhaps, a hapless gain;
If lost, why then a grievous labour won;
However, but a folly bought with wit,
Or else a wit by folly vanquished.

347

2-i. 1.

Didst thou but know the inly touch of love,
Thou would'st as soon go kindle fire with snow,
As seek to quench the fire of love with words..
I do not seek to quench your love's hot fire;
But qualify the fire's extreme rage,

...

Lest it should burn above the bounds of reason.
The more thou dam'st it up, the more it burns;
The current that with gentle murmur glides,
Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently doth rage;
But, when his fair course is not hindered,

He makes sweet music with the enamel'd stones,
Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge

He overtaketh in his pilgrimage;

And so by many winding nooks he strays,
With willing sport, to the wild ocean.

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Then let me go, and hinder not my course:
I'll be as patient as a gentle stream,
And make a pastime of each weary step,
Till the last step, have brought me to my love;
And there I'll rest, as after much turmoil,*
A blessed soul doth in Elysium.

348

O, thou didst then ne'er love so heartily:
If thou remember'st not the slightest folly
That ever love did make thee run into,
Thou hast not loved:

Or, if thou hast not sat, as I do now,
Wearying thy hearer in thy mistress' praise,
Thou hast not loved :

Or, if thou hast not broke from company,
Abruptly, as my passion now makes me,
Thou hast not loved.

349

What shall I do to win my lord again?

2-ii. 7.

10-ii. 4.

Good friend, go to him; for, by this light of heaven,
I know not how I lost him. Here I kneel:

If e'er my will did trespass 'gainst his love,
Either in discoursef of thought, or actual deed;
Or that mine eyes, mine ears, or any sense,
Delighted them in any other form;

Or that I do not yet, and ever did,

And ever will,though he do shake me off
To beggarly divorcement,-love him dearly,

Comfort forswear me! Unkindness may do much :
And his unkindness may defeat my life,
But never taint my love.

350

37-iv. 2.

That which I show, Heaven knows, is merely love,
Duty and zeal to your unmatched mind,

Care of your food and living: and, believe it,

For any benefit that points to me,
Either in hope, or present, I'd exchange

* Trouble.

† Either in discursive thought, or actual deed.

For this one wish, That you had power and wealth
To requite me, by making rich yourself.

351

I tell thee, I am mad

27-iv. 3.

In Cressid's love: Thou answer'st, She is fair;
Pour'st in the open ulcer of my heart

Her eyes, her hair, her cheeks, her gait, her voice;
Handlest in thy discourse, O, that her hand,
In whose comparison all whites are ink,

Writing their own reproach; to whose soft seizure
The cygnet's down is harsh, and spirit of sense
Hard as the palm of ploughman!

352

26-i. 1.

I grow to you, and our parting is a tortured body.

353

All thy vexations

11-ii. 1.

Were but my trials of thy love, and thou

Hast strangely stood the test.

354

1-iv. 1.

Boldness comes to me now, and brings me heart :Prince Troilus, I have loved you night and day

For many weary months...

Why was my Cressid then so hard to win?...
Hard to seem won; but I was won, my lord,
With the first glance that ever-Pardon me;
If I confess much, you will play the tyrant.
I love you now; but not, till now, so much
But I might master it :-in faith, I lie;
My thoughts were like unbridled children, grown
Too headstrong for their mother: See, we fools;
Why have I blabb'd? who shall be true to us,
When we are so unsecret to ourselves?
But, though I loved you well, I woo'd you not;
And yet, good faith, I wish'd myself a man;
Or that we women had men's privilege

Of speaking first. Sweet, bid me hold my tongue;
For, in this rapture, I shall surely speak

The thing I shall repent! See, see, your silence,

Cunning in dumbness, from my weakness draws
My very soul of counsel.

355

26-iii. 2.

Nay, 'tis true; there was never any thing so sudden, but the fight of two rams, and Cæsar's thrasonical brag of—I came, saw, and overcame: For your brother and my sister no sooner met, but they looked; no sooner looked, but they loved; no sooner loved, but they sighed; no sooner sighed, but they asked one another the reason; no sooner knew the reason, but they sought the remedy; and in these degrees have they made a pair of stairs to marriage. They are in the very wrath of love, and they will together; clubs cannot part them.

356

Her virtues, graced with external gifts,

Do breed love's settled passions in my heart.

357

10-v. 2.

21-v. 5.

If I do prove her haggard,*

Though that her jessest were my dear heart-strings, I'd whistle her off, and let her down the wind,

To prey at fortune.

I had rather be a toad,

And live upon the vapour of a dungeon,
Than keep a corner in the thing I love,

For other's uses.

358

37-iii. 3.

True lovers run into strange capers; but as all is mortal in nature, so is all nature, in love, mortal in folly.

359

10-ii. 4.

Mine eyes

Were not in fault, for she was beautiful;

Mine ears, that heard her flattery; nor my heart,
That thought her like her seeming; it had been

vicious,

To have mistrusted her.

31-v. 5.

* A species of hawk; also a term of reproach applied to a wanton. † Straps of leather by which a hawk is held on the fist.

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