[40.] Wert thou by all affections sought
I
Wert thou by all affections sought,
& fairer then thou wouldst be thought,
Or had thine eyes as many Darts
As thou believ'st they shoot at Hearts,
Yet if thy Love were payd to me,
I would not offer mine to thee.
II
Ide sooner court a Feavers heat,
Then her that owns a Flame as great;
She that my Love will entertain,
Must meet it with no less disdain.
For mutual fires themselves destroy,
And willing Kisses yield no Joy.
III
I love thee not because alone
Thou canst all Beauty call thine own,
Nor doth my passion fuel seek,
In thy bright Eye, or softer Cheek:
Then Fairest if thou wouldst know why
I love cause thou canst deny.