The poems of William Habington Edited with introduction and commentary by Kenneth Allott |
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To CASTARA,
Looking backe at her departing.
Looke backe Castara. From thy eye
Let yet more flaming arrowes flye:
To live is thus to burne and dye.
Let yet more flaming arrowes flye:
To live is thus to burne and dye.
For what might glorious hope desire,
But that thy selfe, as I expire,
Should bring both death and funerall fire?
But that thy selfe, as I expire,
Should bring both death and funerall fire?
Distracted Love, shall grieve to see
Such zeale in death: For feare lest he
Himselfe, should be consum'd in me.
Such zeale in death: For feare lest he
Himselfe, should be consum'd in me.
And gathering up my ashes, weepe,
That in his teares he them may steepe:
And thus embalm'd, as reliques, keepe.
That in his teares he them may steepe:
And thus embalm'd, as reliques, keepe.
Thither let lovers pilgrims turne,
And the loose flames in which they burne,
Give up as offerings to my Vrne.
And the loose flames in which they burne,
Give up as offerings to my Vrne.
That them the vertue of my shrine,
By miracle so long refine;
Till they prove innocent as mine.
By miracle so long refine;
Till they prove innocent as mine.
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