University of Virginia Library

AD LIBRUM.

Goe, Booke, and balke those eyes,
That loue but shadowes' sightes;
And let them gape for flyes,
That make but buzzards' flights.
And tell the humble heart,
That longes in better loue,
To him thou wilt impart
Thy spirit's turtle doue.
Whose flesh the soule doth feed,
With that eternall sweet;
Wherein heart's eies may reed,
How life and loue doe meet.
To make the blessed see
The loue, that longeth best;
And what those longinges bee,
Whose loue is neuer blest.
That loue not misconceiu'd in thought,
May neuer long for that is nought.