The last remains of Sr John Suckling Being a Full collection Of all his Poems and Letters which have been so long expected, and never till now Published, with The Licence and Approbation of his Noble and Dearest friends |
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Love's Burning-glass.
Wondering long how I could harmless seeMen gazing on those beams that fired me;
At last I found, it was the Chrystal Love
Before my heart, that did the heat improve:
Which by contracting of those scatter'd rayes
Into it self, did so produce my blaze.
Now lighted by my Love, I see the same
Beams dazle those, that me are wont t'inflame.
And now I bless my Love, when I do think
By how much I had rather burn then wink.
But how much happier were it thus to burn,
If I had liberty to choose my urn!
But since those beams do promise only fire,
This flame shall purge me of the dross Desire.
J. S.
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