O wit of Loue that thus could place Fountain and garden in one fare. XVII. O sweet contest! of woes 95 With loues; of teares with smiles disputing! Each other kissing and confuting! While rain and sunshine, cheekes and eyes Close in kind contrarietyes. XVIII. But can these fair flouds be Freinds with the bosom-fires that fill thee! .Eternal teares should thus distill thee! O flouds! O fires! O suns! O showres! 100 Mist and made freinds by Loue's sweet powres. XIX. 'Twas his well pointed dart 105 That dig'd these wells, and drest this wine; 110 And taught the wounded heart The way into these weeping eyn. Vam loues auant bold hands forbear! The Lamb hath dipp't His white foot here. And now where'ere He straves, 115 Vam loues anant! belllan is for car! The Lamb hath dipp't His white fot hete. XX. And now where'ere He strayes, 115 Among the Galilean mountaines, Or more vnwellcome wayes; He's follow'd by two faithfull fountaines ; Two walking baths, two weeping motions, Portable, and compendious oceans. XXI. O thou, thy Lord's fair store! 120 He might prouoke the wealth of princes. 125 What prince's wanton'st pride e'er could Wash with syluer, wipe with gold? XXII. Who is that King, but He Who calls 't His crown, to be call'd thine, That thus can boast to be Waited on by a wandring mine, A voluntary mint, that strowes Warm, syluer showres wher're He goes? XXIII. O pretious prodigall! Fair spend-thrift of thy-self! thy measure (Mercilesse loue!) is all. 130 135 Euen to the last pearle in thy threasure: thesaurus, All places, times, and obiects be Thy teares' sweet opportunity. VOL. I. C [Latin. At these thy weeping gates (Watching the watry motion). Each winged moment waits : Takes his tear, and gets him gone By thine ey's tinet enobled thus, Time layes him vp; he's pretions. XXVII. Time, as by thee He passes, Makes thy ever-watry eyes His hower-glasses. By them His steps. He rectifies. 160 |