Yet at my parting sweetly did she smile, Lord, how mine eyes throw gazes to the east! While Philomela sits and sings, I sit and mark, Were I with her, the night would post too soon; 10 20 Pack night, peep day; good day, of night now bor row; Short, night, to-night, and length thyself to-morrow. 30 IX. Whenas thine eye hath chose the dame, And stall'd the deer that thou shouldst strike, Let reason rule things worthy blame, As well as partial fancy like; Take counsel of some wiser head, And when thou com'st thy tale to tell. What though her frowning brows be bent, And twice desire, ere it be day, That which with scorn she put away. What though she strive to try her strength, The strongest castle, tower, and town, Serve always with assured trust, When time shall serve, be thou not slack The wiles and guiles that women work, 10 20 30 The cock that treads them shall not know. Think women still to strive with men, But, soft! enough-too much, I fear- To teach my tongue to be so long: 50 Let the priest in surplice white, And thou treble-dated crow, Here the anthem doth commence : So they lov'd, as love in twain Hearts remote, yet not asunder; So between them love did shine Property was thus appall'd, Reason, in itself confounded, 40 30 20 |