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A34824 The mistresse, or, Several copies of love-verses written by Mr. A. Cowley, in his youth, and now since his death thought fit to be published. Cowley, Abraham, 1618-1667. 1667 (1667) Wing C6675; ESTC R21532 35,209 128

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and Life in Mee Are not two severall things but purely one At once how can there in it be A double different Motion O yes there may for so the selfe same Sunne At once does slow and swiftly run 4. Swiftly his daily course he goes And walks his Annuall with a statelier pace And does three hundred rounds enclose Within one yearly Circles space 5. When Soule does to my selfe referre 'T is then my life and does but slowly move But when it does relate to her It swiftly flies and then is love Love's my Diurnall course divided right 'Twixt Hope and Fear my Day and Night The Bargain 1. TAke heed take heed thou lovely Maid Not be by glittering ills betraid Thy selfe for Mony oh let no man know The Price of beauty faln so low What dangers oughtst thou not to dread When Love that 's Blind is by blind Fortune led 2. The foolish Indian that sells His pretious Gold for beads and bells Does a more wise and gainfull traffick hold Then thou who sell'st hy selfe for gold What gaines in such a bargain are Hee 'le in thy Mines dig better Treasures farre 3. Can Gold alas with Thee compare The Sun that makes it 's not so fair The Sun which can nor make nor ever see A thing so beautifull as Thee In all the journeys he does passe Though the Sea served him for a looking glasse 4. Bold was the wretch that cheapened Thee Since Magus none so bold as he Thou' rt so divine a thing that Thee to buy Is to be counted Simony Too dear he 'le finde his sordid price Ha's forfeited that and the Benefice 5. If it be lawfull Thee to buy Ther 's none can pay that rate but I Nothing on earth a fitting price can be But what on earth's most like to Thee And that my Heart does only bear For there Thy selfe Thy very selfe is there 6. So much thy selfe does in me live That when for it thy selfe I give 'T is but to change that piece of Gold for this Whose stampe and value equall is Yet lest the weight be counted bad My Soule and Body two Grains more I 'le adde The long Life 1. LOve from Times wings hath stolne the feathers sure He has and put them to his owne For Howers of late as long as Daies endure And very Minutes How'rs are grown 2. The various Motions of the turning Year Belong not now at all to Mee Eeach Summers Night does Lucies now appear Each Winter Day Saint Barnabie 3. How long a space since first I lov'd it is To look into a glasse I fear And am surpris'd with wonder when I misse Grey haires and wrinkles there 4. Th' old Patriarchs age and not their happiness too Why does hard fate to us restore Why does Loves Fire thus to Mankind renew What the Flood washt away before 5. Sure those are happy people that complain O' the shortness of the daies of Man Contract mine Heaven and bring them back again To th' ordinary Span. 6. If when your gift long Life I disapprove I too ingratefull seem to be Punish me justly heaven make Her to love And then t' will be too short for Mee Councell 1. GEntly ah gently Madam touch The wound which you your selfe have made That pain must needs be very much Which makes me of your hand affraid Cordialls of pitty give me now For I too weak for Purgings grow 2. Doe but a while with patience stay For Counsell yet will do no good Till Time and Rest and Heaven allay The vi'olent burnings of my blood For what effect from this can flow To chide men drunk for being so 3. Perhaps the Physick's good you give But nere to me can usefull prove Med'cines may Cure but not Revive And I 'me not Sick but Dead in Love In Loves Hell not his World am I At once I Live am Dead and Dy. 4. What new found Rhetorick is thine Even thy Disswassions me perswade And thy great power does clearest shine When thy Commands are disobeyed In vain thou bidst me to forbear Obedience were Rebellion here 5. Thy Tongue comes in as if it meant Against thine Eyes t' assist my Heart But different farre was his intent For strait the Traitor took their part And by this new foe I me bereft Of all that Little which was left 6. The act I must confesse was wise As a dishonest act could be Well knew the Tongue alas your Eyes Would be too strong for That and Mee And part o' the Triumph chose to get Rather then be a part of it Resolved to be beloved 1. T Is true I have lov'd already three or foure And shall three or foure hundred more I 'le love each fair one that I see Till I finde one at last that shall love Mee 2. That shall my Canaan be the fatall soile That ends my wandrings and my toile I le settle there and happy grow The Country does with Milk and Honey flow 3. The Needle trembles so and turnes about Till it the Northern point find out But constant then and fixt does prove Fixt that his dearest Pole as soon may move 4. Then may my Vessell torn and shipwrackt be If it put forth again to Sea It never more abroad shall rome Though 't could next voyage bring the Indies home 5. But I must sweat in Love and labour yet Till I a Competency get They 'r slothfull fools who leave a Trade Till they a moderate Fortune by 't have made 6. Variety I ask not give me One To live perpetually upon The person Love does to us fit Like Manna hath the Tast of all in it The same 1. FOr Heavens sake what d' you mean to do Keep me or let me go one of the two Youth and warm hours let me not idely loose The little Time that Love does choose If alwaies here I must not stay Let me be gone whilst yet 't is day Lest I faint and benighted lose my way 2. 'T is dismall One so long to love In vaine till to love more as vain must prove To hunt so long one nimble prey till wee Too weary to take others be Alas 't is folly to remain And wast our Army thus in vain Before a City which will nere be tane 3. At severall hopes wisely to fly Ought not to be esteem'd Inconstancy T is more Inconstant alwaies to pursue A thing that alwaies flyes from you For that at last may meet a bound But no end can to this be found 'T is nought but a perpetuall fruitlesse Round 4. When it does Hardnesse meet and Pride My Love does then rebound t'another side But if it ought that 's soft and yeelding hit It lodges there and stayes in it What ever t' is shall first love mee That it my Heaven may truly be I shall be sure to give 't Eternity The Discovery 1. BY Heaven I 'le tell her boldly that 't is Shee Why should She asham'd or angry be To be belov'd by Mee The Gods