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Parting with a Friend on the way.

The horses at their suddain turning, thus
Transcribe my self the torn Hippolitus;
No Traytor suffers a more quarter'd Fate
When doom'd to stride from Lud to Bishops-Gate
Hither and thither at once: Thus every sphere
Does by a double Motion interfere:
And when my Native Form enclines mee East
By my first Mover I am ravish'd West.
Peace fond Philosopher, thy Problems done,
No Rest i'th' Point of my Reflection.
My Tropick whirls me to a distant soyl:
The Bullet flying makes the Gun recoyl.
Death's but a separation, though indor'st
With spade and Javelin, we are thus Divorst;
My soul hath taken Wings, and now I feel
My Corps returning to its Principle.
But Death's not all; Reluctance tugs the curse,
With black Despair; Ask but the aged nurse,
She proves salvation from a Death thats mil'd,
He went away just like a Chrisome Child;
But Love (like Cacus) makes me travell so,
My Feet still Contradict me as I goe
In proof whereof see how this Foundred Rhime,
Hunts Counter, and rebounds into your Clime,
My splay foot Journey is both right and wrong,
Backward is forward in the Hebrew toung;
Then since my soul bends North-wards thus with thee,
Let thine the counterpain goe South with me.

On Princess Elizabeth born the night before New Years Day.

Astrologers say Venus the same starr,
Is both our Hesperus and Lucifer,
The Antitype, this Venus makes it true,
Shee shuts the old year, and begins the new.
Her Brother with a star at noon was born,
She like a star, both of the even, and Morn.
Count ore the stars (Fair Queen) in Babes, & vie,
With every year a new Epiphanie.