Ostella Or the Faction of Love and Beauty Reconcil'd | ||
To my self.
And why love I the thing that hates me?
Reason won't admit of this:
Rather prize the thing that baits me,
there a promise is of Blisse,
Though the effect of it perhaps we misse.
Reason won't admit of this:
Rather prize the thing that baits me,
there a promise is of Blisse,
Though the effect of it perhaps we misse.
For what appeareth good or great
to our Eys, our Hearts so deem;
The Taste directs the Appetit,
Sweets are made as We esteem:
But Reason thral'ld to Love who can redeem.
to our Eys, our Hearts so deem;
The Taste directs the Appetit,
Sweets are made as We esteem:
But Reason thral'ld to Love who can redeem.
Ostella Or the Faction of Love and Beauty Reconcil'd | ||