THE MONOPOLY. I. WHAT mines of fulphur in my breast do lie, And Cupid's forge is fet up here. II. Here all thofe arrows' mortal heads are made III. I have the trouble, not the gains of it; Heat as you please your furnace in my heart: Upon my foe would gladly die. IV. Deep into her bofom would I ftrike the dart, Deeper than woman e'er was struck by thee; Thou giv'ft them small wounds, and fo far from the They flutter ftill about inconftantly. [heart, Curfe on thy goodness, whom we find Civil to none but womankind! V. Vain God! who women dofl thyself adore! Their wounded hearts do ftill retain the pow'rs 25 Thy broken arrows 'twixt that fex and our's So' unjustly are diftributed, They take the feathers, we the head. 30 THE DISTANCE. I. 'I'AVE follow'd thee a year, at least, And never stopp'd myself to reft; But yet can thee o'ertake no more Than this day can the day that went before. In this our fortunes equal prove To stars, which govern them above; Our stars that move for ever round, With the fame distance still betwixt them found. III. In vain, alas! in vain I strive The wheel of Fate fafter to drive, ΤΟ IV. Hearts by Love strangely fhuffled are, The wounded heart ne'er turns to wound again. 16 THE INCREASE. I. I THOUGHT, I'll fwear, I could have lov'd no more Than I had done before; But you as eas❜ly might account Till to the top of numbers you amount, As caft up my love's fcore. Ten thousand millions was the fum; Millions of endless millions are to come. I'm fure her beauties cannot greater grow; A real caufe at first did move, But mine own fancy now drives on my love, My love, as we in numbers fee, By ciphers is increas'd eternally. III. So the new-made and untry'd fpheres above 5 10 15 All violent motions fhort do prove, LOVE'S VISIBILITY. I. WITH much of pain, and all the art I knew, Have I endeavour'd hitherto To hide my love, and yet all will not do. II. The world perceives it, and it may be she, By hiding it, to teach that skill to me. III. Men without love have oft' fo cunning grown, But none who had it ever feem'd t' have none. IV. Love's of a firangely open, fimple, kind, Can no arts or disguises find, But thinks none fees it 'caufe itself is blind. V. The very eye betrays our inward fmart; Love of himself left there a part, When thorough it he pafs'd into the heart. 15 VI. Or if by chance the face betray not it, But keep the fecret wisely, yet Like drunkenness, into the tongue 't will get. 18 LOOKING ON, AND DISCOURSING WITH, HIS MISTRESS. I. THESE full two hours now have I gazing been, To look on heav'n, with mighty gulfs between, So near was he to heav'n's delight, Yet could not get one drop of water by 't. II. Ah! Wretch! I feem to touch her now; but, oh! 5 Fortune, and friends, and all earth's empty show, 10 My lowness, and her high defert: But these might conquerable prove; Nothing does me so far renove, As her hard foul's averfion from my love. HI. So travellers that lofe their way by night, Th' uncertain glimm'rings of a taper's light, They fit them down and weep in vain, And there in darkness and despair remain. 21. |