II.To the Counteſſe of Huntington.

• 1THat unripe ſide of earth, that heavy clime
• Critical Apparatus2    That gives us man up now, like Adams time
• Critical Apparatus3Before he ate; mans ſhape, that would yet bee
• 4(Knew they not it, and fear'd beaſts companie)
• 5So naked at this day, as though man there
• 6From Paradiſe ſo great a diſtance were,
• 7As yet the newes could not arrived bee
• 8Of Adams taſting the forbidden tree;
• 9Depriv'd of that free ſtate which they were in,
• 10And wanting the reward, yet beare the ſinne.
• pg 418Critical Apparatus11  But, as from extreme hights who downward looks,
• 12Sees men at childrens ſhapes, Rivers at brookes,
• 13And loſeth younger formes; ſo, to your eye,
• Critical Apparatus14Theſe (Madame) that without your diſtance lie,
• 15Must either miſt, or nothing ſeeme to be,
• 16Who are at home but wits mere Atomi.
• Critical Apparatus17But, I who can behold them move, and ſtay,
• 18Have found my ſelfe to you, juſt their midway;
• 19And now muſt pitty them; for, as they doe
• Critical Apparatus20Seeme ſick to me, juſt ſo must I to you.
• 21Yet neither will I vexe your eyes to ſee
• 22A ſighing Ode, nor croſſe-arm'd Elegie.
• 23I come not to call pitty from your heart,
• 24Like ſome white-liver'd dotard that would part
• 25Elſe from his ſlipperie ſoule with a faint groane,
• Critical Apparatus26And faithfully, (without you ſmil'd) were gone.
• 27I cannot feele the tempeſt of a frowne,
• Critical Apparatus28I may be rais'd by love, but not throwne down.
• 29Though I can pittie thoſe ſigh twice a day,
• Critical Apparatus30I hate that thing whiſpers it ſelfe away.
• Critical Apparatus31Yet ſince all love is fever, who to trees
• Critical Apparatus32Doth talke, doth yet in loves cold ague freeze.
• 33'Tis love, but, with ſuch fatall weakneſſe made,
• 34That it deſtroyes it ſelfe with its owne ſhade.
• Critical Apparatus35Who firſt look'd ſad, griev'd, pin'd, and ſhew'd his paine,
• Critical Apparatus36Was he that firſt taught women, to diſdaine.
• Critical Apparatus37 As all things were one nothing, dull and weake,
• 38Vntill this raw diſordered heape did breake,
• 39And ſeverall deſires led parts away,
• 40Water declin'd with earth, the ayre did ſtay,
• 41Fire roſe, and each from other but unty'd,
• 42Themſelves unpriſon'd were and purify'd:
• pg 41943So was love, firſt in vaſt confuſion hid,
• 44An unripe willingneſſe which nothing did,
• 45A thirſt, an Appetite which had no eaſe,
• 46That found a want, but knew not what would pleaſe.
• Critical Apparatus47What pretty innocence in thoſe dayes mov'd?
• 48Man ignorantly walk'd by her he lov'd;
• 49Both ſigh'd and enterchang'd a ſpeaking eye,
• Critical Apparatus50Both trembled and were ſick, both knew not why.
• 51That naturall fearefulneſſe that ſtruck man dumbe,
• Critical Apparatus52Might well (thoſe times conſider'd) man become.
• 53As all diſcoverers whoſe firſt aſſay
• 54Findes but the place, after, the neareſt way:
• 55So paſſion is to womans love, about,
• 56Nay, farther off, than when we firſt ſet out.
• Critical Apparatus57It is not love that ſueth, or doth contend;
• 58Love either conquers, or but meets a friend.
• 59Man's better part conſiſts of purer fire,
• 60And findes it ſelfe allow'd, ere it deſire.
• 61Love is wiſe here, keepes home, gives reaſon ſway,
• 62And journeys not till it finde ſummer-way.
• 63A weather-beaten Lover but once knowne,
• 64Is ſport for every girle to practiſe on.
• Critical Apparatus65Who ſtrives through womans ſcornes, women to know,
• 66Is loſt, and ſeekes his ſhadow to outgoe;
• Critical Apparatus67It muſt bee ſickneſſe, after one diſdaine,
• 68Though he be call'd aloud, to looke againe.
• Critical Apparatus69Let others ſigh, and grieve; one cunning ſleight
• 70Shall freeze my Love to Chriſtall in a night.
• 71I can love firſt, and (if I winne) love ſtill;
• 72And cannot be remov'd, unleſſe she will.
• 73It is her fault if I unſure remaine,
• Critical Apparatus74Shee onely can untie, and binde againe.
• pg 42075The honeſties of love with eaſe I doe,
• Critical Apparatus76But am no porter for a tedious woo.
• Critical Apparatus77 But (madame) I now thinke on you; and here
• Critical Apparatus78Where we are at our hights, you but appeare,
• Critical Apparatus79We are but clouds you riſe from, our noone-ray
• 80But a foule ſhadow, not your breake of day.
• Critical Apparatus81You are at firſt hand all that's faire and right,
• 82And others good reſlects but backe your light.
• Critical Apparatus83You are a perfectneſſe, ſo curious hit,
• Critical Apparatus84That youngeſt ſlatteries doe ſcandall it.
• 85For, what is more doth what you are reſtraine,
• Critical Apparatus86And though beyond, is downe the hill againe.
• Critical Apparatus87We'have no next way to you, we croſſe to it:
• Critical Apparatus88You are the ſtraight line, thing prais'd, attribute;
• 89Each good in you's a light; ſo many a ſhade
• 90You make, and in them are your motions made.
• Critical Apparatus91Theſe are your pictures to the life. From farre
• 92We ſee you move, and here your Zani's are:
• 93So that no fountaine good there is, doth grow
• 94In you, but our dimme actions faintly ſhew.
• 95  Then finde I, if mans nobleſt part be love,
• 96Your pureſt luſter muſt that ſhadow move.
• 97The ſoule with body, is a heaven combin'd
• Critical Apparatus98With earth, and for mans eaſe, but nearer joyn'd.
• Critical Apparatus99Where thoughts the ſtarres of ſoule we underſtand,
• 100We gueſſe not their large natures, but command.
• 101And love in you, that bountie is of light,
• 102That gives to all, and yet hath inſinite.
• 103Whoſe heat doth force us thither to intend,
• 104But ſoule we finde too earthly to aſcend,
• pg 421Critical Apparatus105'Till ſlow acceſſe hath made it wholy pure,
• Critical Apparatus106Able immortall clearneſſe to endure.
• 107Who dare aſpire this journey with a ſtaine,
• Critical Apparatus108Hath waight will force him headlong backe againe.
• Critical Apparatus109No more can impure man retaine and move
• 110In that pure region of a worthy love:
• 111Then earthly ſubſtance can unforc'd aſpire,
• 112And leave his nature to converſe with fire:
• 113Such may have eye, and hand; may ſigh, may ſpeak;
• Critical Apparatus114But like ſwoln bubles, when they are high'ſt they break.
• Critical Apparatus115 Though far removed Northerne fleets ſcarce finde
• Critical Apparatus116The Sunnes comfort; others thinke him too kinde.
• 117There is an equall distance from her eye,
• 118Men periſh too farre off, and burne too nigh.
• Critical Apparatus119But as ayre takes the Sunne-beames equall bright
• Critical Apparatus120From the firſt Rayes, to his laſt oppoſite:
• Critical Apparatus121So able men, bleſt with a vertuous Love,
• 122Remote or neare, or howſoe'r they move;
• Critical Apparatus123Their vertue breakes all clouds that might annoy,
• 124There is no Emptineſſe, but all is Ioy.
• Critical Apparatus125He much profanes whom violent heats do move
• Critical Apparatus126To ſtile his wandring rage of paſſion, Love:
• Critical Apparatus127Love that imparts in every thing delight,
• Critical Apparatus128Is fain'd, which only tempts mans appetite.
• 129Why love among the vertues is not knowne
• Critical Apparatus130Is, that love is them all contract in one.