To My Excellent Lucasia, On Our Friendship
I do not live until this time
Crown'd my felicity,
When I could say without a crime,
I am not thine, but Thee.
This carcass breath'd, and walkt, and slept,
So that the World believ'd
There was a soul the motions kept;
But they were all deceiv'd.
For as a watch by art is would
To motion, such was mine:
But never had Orinda found
A soul till she found thine;
Which now inspires, cures, and supplies,
And guides my darkened breast:
For thou aer all that I can prize,
My joy, my Life, my Rest.
No bridegroom's not crown-conqueror's mirth
To mine compared can be:
They have but pieces of the earth,
I've all the World in thee.
Then let our flames still light and shine,
And no false fear control,
As innocent as our design,
Immortal as our soul.
To One Persuading A Lady To Marriage
Forbear, bold Youth; all's Heaven here,
And what you do aver,
To others courtship may appear,
'Tis sacrilege to her.
She is a public deity;
And were't not very odd
She should dispose herself to be
A petty household god?
First make the Sun in private shine
And bid the World adieu,
That so he may his beams confine
In compliment to you:
But if of that you do despair,
Think how you did amiss
To strive to fix her beams which are
More bright and large than this.
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