his　we　know；　That　chiding　streams　betray　small　depth　below。　So　when　love　speechless　is；　she　doth　express　A　depth　in　love；　and　that　depth　bottomless。　Now；　since　my　love　is　tongueless；　know　me　such；　Who　speak　but　little；　'cause　I　love　so　much。
  *117*
  IMPOSSIBILITIES：　　TO　HIS　FRIEND
  My　faithful　friend；　if　you　can　see　The　fruit　to　grow　up；　or　the　tree；　If　you　can　see　the　colour　come　Into　the　blushing　pear　or　plum；　If　you　can　see　the　water　grow　To　cakes　of　ice；　or　flakes　of　snow；　If　you　can　see　that　drop　of　rain　Lost　in　the　wild　sea　once　again；　If　you　can　see　how　dreams　do　creep　Into　the　brain　by　easy　sleep：　Then　there　is　hope　that　you　may　see　Her　love　me　once；　who　now　hates　me。
  *118*
  THE　BUBBLE：　　A　SONG
  To　my　revenge；　and　to　her　desperate　fears；　Fly；　thou　made　bubble　of　my　sighs　and　tears！　In　the　wild　air；　when　thou　hast　roll'd　about；　And；　like　a　blasting　planet；　found　her　out；　Stoop；　mount；　pass　by　to　take　her　eyethen　glare　Like　to　a　dreadful　comet　in　the　air：　Next；　when　thou　dost　perceive　her　fixed　sight　For　thy　revenge　to　be　most　opposite；　Then；　like　a　globe；　or　ball　of　wild…fire；　fly；　And　break　thyself　in　shivers　on　her　eye！
  *119*
  DELIGHT　IN　DISORDER
  A　sweet　disorder　in　the　dress　Kindles　in　clothes　a　wantonness；　A　lawn　about　the　shoulders　thrown　Into　a　fine　distraction；　An　erring　lace；　which　here　and　there　Enthrals　the　crimson　stomacher；　A　cuff　neglectful；　and　thereby　Ribbons　to　flow　confusedly；　A　winning　wave；　deserving　note；　In　the　tempestuous　petticoat；　A　careless　shoe…string；　in　whose　tie　I　see　a　wild　civility；　Do　more　bewitch　me；　than　when　art　Is　too　precise　in　every　part。
  *120*
  TO　SILVIA
  Pardon　my　trespass；　Silvia！　　I　confess　My　kiss　out…went　the　bounds　of　shamefacedness：　None　is　discreet　at　all　times；　no；　not　Jove　Himself；　at　one　time；　can　be　wise　and　love。
  *121*
  TO　SILVIA　TO　WED
  Let　us；　though　late；　at　last；　my　Silvia；　wed；　And　loving　lie　in　one　devoted　bed。　Thy　watch　may　stand；　my　minutes　fly　post　haste；　No　sound　calls　back　the　year　that　once　is　past。　Then；　sweetest　Silvia；　let's　no　longer　stay；　True　love；　we　know；　precipitates　delay。　Away　with　doubts；　all　scruples　hence　remove！　No　man；　at　one　time；　can　be　wise；　and　love。
  *122*
  BARLEY…BREAK；　OR；　LAST　IN　HELL
  We　two　are　last　in　hell；　what　may　we　fear　To　be　tormented　or　kept　pris'ners　here　I　Alas！　　if　kissing　be　of　plagues　the　worst；　We'll　wish　in　hell　we　had　been　last　and　first。
  *123*
  ON　A　PERFUMED　LADY
  You　say　you're　sweet：　　how　should　we　know　Whether　that　you　be　sweet　or　no？　From　powders　and　perfumes　keep　free；　Then　we　shall　smell　how　sweet　you　be！
  *124*
  THE　PARCAE；　OR；　THREE　DAINTY　DESTINIES：　THE　ARMILET
  Three　lovely　sisters　working　were；　As　they　were　closely　set；　Of　soft　and　dainty　maiden…hair；　A　curious　Armilet。　I；　smiling；　ask'd　them　what　they　did；　Fair　Destinies　all　three？　Who　told　me　they　had　drawn　a　thread　Of　life；　and　'twas　for　me。　They　shew'd　me　then　how　fine　'twas　spun　And　I　replied　thereto；　'I　care　not　now　how　soon　'tis　done；　Or　cut；　if　cut　by　you。'
  *125*
  A　CONJURATION：　　TO　ELECTRA
  By　those　soft　tods　of　wool；　With　which　the　air　is　full；　By　all　those　tinctures　there　That　paint　the　hemisphere；　By　dews　and　drizzling　rain；　That　swell　the　golden　grain；　By　all　those　sweets　that　be　I'th'　flowery　nunnery；　By　silent　nights；　and　the　Three　forms　of　Hecate；　By　all　aspects　that　bless　The　sober　sorceress；　While　juice　she　strains；　and　pith　To　make　her　philtres　with；　By　Time；　that　hastens　on　Things　to　perfection；　And　by　your　self；　the　best　Conjurement　of　the　rest；　O；　my　Electra！　　be　In　love　with　none　but　me。
  *126*
  TO　SAPHO
  Sapho；　I　will　chuse　to　go　Where　the　northern　winds　do　blow　Endless　ice；　and　endless　snow；　Rather　than　I　once　would　see　But　a　winter's　face　in　thee；　To　benumb　my　hopes　and　me。
  *127*
  OF　LOVE：　　A　SONNET
  How　Love　came　in；　I　do　not　know；　Whether　by　th'eye；　or　ear；　or　no；　Or　whether　with　the　soul　it　came；　At　first；　infused　with　the　same；　Whether　in　part　'tis　here　or　there；　Or；　like　the　soul；　whole　every　where。　This　troubles　me；　but　I　as　well　As　any　other；　this　can　tell；　That　when　from　hence　she　does　depart；　The　outlet　then　is　from　the　heart。
  *128*
  TO　DIANEME
  Sweet；　be　not　proud　of　those　two　eyes；　Which；　star…like；　sparkle　in　their　skies；　Nor　be　you　proud；　that　you　can　see　All　hearts　your　captives；　yours；　yet　free；　Be　you　not　proud　of　that　rich　hair　Which　wantons　with　the　love…sick　air；　Whenas　that　ruby　which　you　wear；　Sunk　from　the　tip　of　your　soft　ear；　Will　last　to　be　a　precious　stone；　When　all　your　world　of　beauty's　gone。
  *129*
  TO　DIANEME
  Dear；　though　to　part　it　be　a　hell；　Yet；　Dianeme；　now　farewell！　Thy　frown　last　night　did　bid　me　go；　But　whither；　only　grief　does　know。　I　do　beseech　thee；　ere　we　part；　（If　merciful；　as　fair　thou　art；　Or　else　desir'st　that　maids　should　tell　Thy　pity　by　Love's　chronicle）　O；　Dianeme；　rather　kill　Me；　than　to　make　me　languish　still！　'Tis　cruelty　in　thee　to　th'　height；　Thus；　thus　to　wound；　not　kill　outright；　Yet　there's　a　way　found；　if　thou　please；　By　sudden　death；　to　give　me　ease；　And　thus　devised；do　thou　but　this；　Bequeath　to　me　one　parting　kiss！　So　sup'rabundant　joy　shall　be　The　executioner　of　me。
  *130*
  KISSING　USURY
  Biancha；　let　Me　pay　the　debt　I　owe　thee　for　a　kiss　Thou　lend'st　to　me；　And　I　to　thee　Will　render　ten　for　this。
  If　thou　wilt　say；　Ten　will　not　pay　For　that　so　rich　a　one；　I'll　clear　the　sum；　If　it　will　come　Unto　a　million。
  He　must　of　right；　To　th'　utmost　mite；　Make　payment　for　his　pleasure；　（By　this　I　guess）　Of　happiness　Who　has　a　little　measure。
  *131*
  UPON　THE　LOSS　OF　HIS　MISTRESSES
  I　have　lost；　and　lately；　these　Many　dainty　mistresses：　Stately　Julia；　prime　of　all；　Sapho　next；　a　principal：　Smooth　Anthea；　for　a　skin　White；　and　heaven…like　crystalline：　Sweet　Electra；　and　the　choice　Myrha；　for　the　lute　and　voice。　Next；　Corinna；　for　her　wit；　And　the　graceful　use　of　it；　With　Perilla：All　are　gone；　Only　Herrick's　left　alone；　For　to　number　sorrow　by　Their　departures　hence；　and　die。
  *132*
  THE　WOUNDED　HEART
  Come；　bring　your　sampler；　and　with　art　Draw　in't　a　wounded　heart；　And　dropping　here　and　there；　Not　that　I　think　that　any　dart　Can　make　your's　bleed　a　tear；　Or　pierce　it　any　where；　Yet　do　it　to　this　end；that　I　May　by　This　secret　see；　Though　you　can　make　That　heart　to　bleed；　your's　ne'er　will　ache　For　me；
  *133*
  HIS　MISTRESS　TO　HIM　AT　HIS　FAREWELL
  You　may　vow　I'll　not　forget　To　pay　the　debt　Which　to　thy　memory　stands　as　due　As　faith　can　seal　it　you。　Take　then　tribute　of　my　tears；　So　long　as　I　have　fears　To　prompt　me；　I　shall　ever　Languish　and　look；　but　thy　return　see　never。　Oh　then　to　lessen　my　despair；　Print　thy　lips　into　the　air；　So　by　this　Means；　I　may　kiss　thy　kiss；　Whenas　some　kind　Wind　Shall　hither　waft　it：And；　in　lieu；　My　lips　shall　send　a　thousand　back　to　you。
  *134*
  CRUTCHES
  Thou　see'st　me；　Lucia；　this　year　droop；　Three　zodiacs　fill'd　more；　I　shall　stoop；　Let　crutches　then　provided　be　To　shore　up　my　debility：　Then；　while　thou　laugh'st；　I'll　sighing　cry；　A　ruin　underpropt　am　I：　Don　will　I　then　my　beadsman's　gown；　And　when　so　feeble　I　am　grown　As　my　weak　shoulders　cannot　bear　The　burden　of　a　grasshopper；　Yet　with　the　bench　of　aged　sires；　When　I　and　they　keep　termly　fires；　With　my　weak　voice　I'll　sing；　or　say　Some　odes　I　made　of　Lucia；　Then　will　I　heave　my　wither'd　hand　To　Jove　the　mighty；　for　to　stand　Thy　faithful　friend；　and　to　pour　down　Upon　thee　many　a　benison。
  *135*
  TO　ANTHEA
  Anthea；　I　am　going　hence　With　some　small　stock　of　innocence；　But　yet　those　blessed　gates　I　see　Withstanding　entrance　unto　me；　To　pray　for　me　do　thou　begin；　The　porter　then　will　let　me　in。
  *136*
  TO　ANTHEA
  Now　is　the　time　when　all　the　lights　wax　dim；　And　thou；　Anthea；　must　withdraw　from　him　Who　was　thy　servant：　　Dearest；　bury　me　Under　that　holy…oak；　or　gospel…tree；　Where；　though　thou　see'st　not；　thou　may'st　think　upon　Me；　when　thou　yearly　go'st　procession；　Or；　for　mine　honour；　lay　me　in　that　tomb　In　which　thy　sacred　reliques　shall　have　room；　For　my　embalming；　Sweetest；　there　will　be　No　spices　wanting；　when　I'm　laid　by　thee。
  *137*
  TO　HIS　LOVELY　MISTRESSES
  One　night　i'th'　year；　my　dearest　Beauties；　come；　And　bring　those　dew…drink…offerings　to　my　tomb；　When　thence　ye　see　my　reverend　ghost　to　rise；　And　there　to　lick　th'　effused　sacrifice；　Though　paleness　be　the　livery　that　I　wear；　Look　ye　not　wan　or　colourless　for　fear。　Trust　me；　I　will　not　hurt　ye；　or　once　show　The　least　grim　look；　or　cast　a　frown　on　you；　Nor　shall　the　tapers；　when　I'm　there；　burn　blue。　This　I　may　do；　perhaps；　as　I　glide　by；　Cast　on　my　girls　a　glance；　and　loving　eye；　Or　fold　mine　arms；　and　sigh；　because　I've　lost　The　world　so　soon；　and　in　it；　you　the　most：　Than　these；　no　fears　more　on　your　fancies　fall；　Though　then　I　smile；　and　speak　no　words　at　all。
  *138*
  TO　PERlLLA
  Ah；　my　Perilla！　　dost　thou　grieve　to　see　Me；　day　by　day；　to　steal　away　from　thee？　Age　calls　me　hence；　and　my　gray　hairs　bid　come；　And　haste　away　to　mine　eternal　home；　'Twill　not　be　long；　Perilla；　after　this；　That　I　must　give　thee　the　supremest　kiss：　Dead　when　I　am；　first　cast　in　salt；　and　bring　Part　of　the　cream　from　that　religious　spring；　With　which；　Perilla；　wash　my　hands　and　feet；　That