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Vpon my Departure.

Give me a parting kiss, oh why in store
kept you this bliss, ravish me with one more;
Come let my Sighs dry up the Dew doth make
thy Roses to look pale, thy Lillies quake
Into cold fear, keep in those tears a while,
for I have heard Water will Diamonds spoil:
Seal on my Lips my licence to depart,
one kiss more and I'm gone: how sweet thou art?
And leav'st behind such an effectuall power,
all sweets to thine hereafter will be sour.
Heaven send us happiness to meet agen,
my lips will never sweetness taste till then;
But I must hence, Fame calls me to the field,
Virtue hath set her Standard up, the Shield
Of Honour's wav'd at me, and I must hence;
but what on th'sudden doth enlarge my Sense
Tells me I need not further go, for here
Virtue and Honour rest as in their Sphear,
And may be purchas'd with less danger, (oh)
that, that, alone inflames my Soul to go
For Man conceives that Honour slightly bought,
that's not through danger, and with hazard sought,
I goe, but leave a sadder heart behind,
than e're thou mad'st it glad by being kind:
How Reason flies me! what brave Act can come
into his hands that leaves his heart at home?
But if Ostella thou wilt give me thine,
I by my Flames will make it Masculine.