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POEMS SET BY MR. HENRY LAWES To Lucasta. Going beyond the Seas I IF to be absent were to be Away from thee; Or that when I am gone, You or I were alone; Then my Lucasta might I crave Pity from blustring winde or swallowing wave. II But I'le not sigh one blast or gale To swell my saile, Or pay a teare to swage The foaming blew-gods rage; For whether he will let me passe Or no, I'm still as happy as I was. Though seas and land betwixt us both, Our faith and troth, -v (Like separated soules, / A11 time and space controules: Above the highest sphere wee meet, Unseene, unknowne, and greet as angels greet. So then we doe anticipate Our after-fate, And are alive i' th' skies, If thus our lips and eyes Can speake like spirits unconfin'd In Heav'n, their earthy bodies left behind. SET BY MR. JOHN LANIERE To Lucasta. Going to the Warns TELL me not, (sweet,) I am unkinde, That from the nunnerie Of thy chaste breast and quiet minde To warre and armes I flie. True: a new Mistresse now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith imbrace A sword, a horse, a shield. in Yet this inconstancy is such, As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Lov'd I not Honour more. A PARADOX TIS true the beauteous Starre To which I first did bow Burnt quicker, brighter far, Than that which leads me now; Which shines widi more delight, For gazing on that light So long, neere lost my sight. Through foul we follow faire, For had the world one face, And earth been bright as ayre, We had knowne neither place. Indians smell not their neast; A Swisse or Finne tastes best The spices of the East. in So from the glorious Sunne Who to his height hath got, With what delight werunne To some black c...
