Music to hear, why hear'ft thou mufic fadly?
Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy:
Why loveft thou that which thou receivest not gladly,
Or else receiveft with pleasure thine annoy?
If the true concord of well-tuned sounds,
By unions married, do offend thine ear,
They do but sweetly chide thee, who confounds
In fingleness the parts that thou shouldst bear.
Mark how one ftring, sweet husband to another,
Strikes each in each by mutual ordering;
Refembling fire and child and happy mother,
Who, all in one, one pleasing note do fing:
Whose speechlefs fong, being many, seeming one,
Sings this to thee: "Thou fingle wilt prove none.'