The Phanseys of William Cavendish Marquis of Newcastle addressed to Margaret Lucas and her Letters in reply: Edited by Douglas Grant |
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 | The Phanseys of William Cavendish Marquis of Newcastle |  |
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Love's Resolution
For to contract my lovinge Minde
I winke, because love should be blinde.
Such Various thoughts Sight makes, you know,
It dissepates our love's soles so,
Scattring in Atoms love so much
As love is lost; forgettinge touch.
I winke, because love should be blinde.
Such Various thoughts Sight makes, you know,
It dissepates our love's soles so,
Scattring in Atoms love so much
As love is lost; forgettinge touch.
Nor in my Mouth have Comfetts felt,
Delightfull in that Oven melt;
My Toung to tickle with that taste,
And make my other pleasure waste:
I'le onely heape Up heere love's pleasure,
Reckon no Ritches but her Treasure.
Delightfull in that Oven melt;
My Toung to tickle with that taste,
And make my other pleasure waste:
I'le onely heape Up heere love's pleasure,
Reckon no Ritches but her Treasure.
I'le stop myne Eares, as well as sight,
From sweetest musick her delight;
Bee't warblinge Voyce, or Soft toucht Stringe,
Or your discourse, that's ravishinge:
Not tempt my love for to goe lesse,
I'le onely minde Cupid's busnes.
From sweetest musick her delight;
Bee't warblinge Voyce, or Soft toucht Stringe,
Or your discourse, that's ravishinge:
Not tempt my love for to goe lesse,
I'le onely minde Cupid's busnes.
Nay, more; I'le tell you what I'le doe:
I'le stopp my clearer Nostrills too,
For feare puer touch I should refrayne;
Your Balsome dewe perturbe my Brayne:
Of Senses five, I'le have no more
But Touch; lett any take the foure.
I'le stopp my clearer Nostrills too,
For feare puer touch I should refrayne;
Your Balsome dewe perturbe my Brayne:
Of Senses five, I'le have no more
But Touch; lett any take the foure.
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