Poems, and phancies written By the Thrice Noble, Illustrious, And Excellent Princess The Lady Marchioness of Newcastle [i.e. Margaret Cavendish]. The Second Impression, much Altered and Corrected |
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Of the Sun and the Earth.
The Sweat of th'Earth through Porous Holes doth pass,And is the Dew that lies upon the Grass,
Which (like a Lover Kind) the Sun wipes Clean,
That her Fair Face may to the Light be seen;
This Water for her sake he so esteems,
That all the Drops upon his Silver-beams
He Threads, like Ropes of Pearls, which to his Sphere
He draws, and turns to Crystal, when they're there;
Yet what he Gathers, he cannot keep all,
But of those Drops some down again do fall;
And then, when they upon her Head do Run,
He Clouds his Brows, as if he Ill had done;
For Lovers think they always do amiss;
Although this Water her Refreshment is:
When she by Sweat exhausted Grows and Dry,
Then doth the Sun moist Clouds squeeze in the Sky;
Or else he takes some of his Sharpest Beams,
And breaks the Clouds, from whence pour Crystal streams;
And then th'Earth Drinks too much, yet never Reels
Nor Dizzy grows, although she Sickness feels.
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