I carried from thee, dear; my true lip Hath virgin'd it e'er since. 319 Should we be taking leave As long a term as yet we have to live, 320 She would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on. 321 How all the other passions fleet to air, 28-v. 3. 31-i. 2. 36-i. 2. As doubtful thoughts, and rash-embraced despair, O love, be moderate, allay thy ecstasy, 322 Take, oh, take those lips away, But my kisses bring again, 9-iii. 2. 5-iv. 1. 323 A lover's pinch, 30-v. 2. Which hurts, and is desired. 324 If ever thou shalt love, In the sweet pangs of it remember me: 325 I will wind thee in my arms. U 4-ii. 4. Gently entwist,-the female ivy so Enrings the barky fingers of the elm. 326 A loss of her, That, like a jewel, has hung twenty years, 327 7-iv. 1. 25-ii. 2. A love, that makes breath poor, and speech unable. 328 You are a lover; borrow Cupid's wings, 34-i. 1. And soar with them above a common bound.... I am too sore empierced with his shaft, To soar with his light feathers; and so bound, 329 35-i. 4. Love goes toward love, as school-boys from their books; But love from love, toward school with heavy looks. 330 35-ii. 2. This weak impress of love is as a figure 331 I would have thee gone; And yet no farther than a wanton's bird, 332 So holy, and so perfect is my love, ▾ Cut. I Fetters. 2-iii. 2. 35-ii. 2. That I shall think it a most plenteous crop 333 Our separation so abides, and flies, 10—iii. 5. That thou, residing here, go'st yet with me, 334 Where injury of chance Puts back leave-taking, justles roughly by 30-i. 3. Our lock'd embrasures, strangles our dear vows With distinct breath and consign'd' kisses to them, And scants us with a single famish'd kiss, 335 26-iv. 4. Friends condemn'd, Embrace, and kiss, and take ten thousand leaves, Loather a hundred times to part than die. 22—iii. 2, 336 I did not take my leave of him, but had Most pretty things to say: ere I could tell him, * Or have charged him At the sixth hour of morn, at noon, at midnight, To encounter me with orisons, for then 337 31-i. 4. What! keep a week away? seven days and nights? Eight score eight hours? and lovers' absent hours, More tedious than the dial eight score times? O weary reckoning! 338 37-iii. 4. O, for a falconer's voice, To lure this tassel-gentle back again! Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak aloud; And make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine 339 35-ii. 2. Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still, 340 35-i. 1. Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. 341 The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact: One sees more devils than vast hell can hold; That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt: The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, 7-v. 1. Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And, as imagination bodies forth a Meet me with reciprocal prayers. b My solicitations ascend to heaven on his behalf. The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Such tricks hath strong imagination; 342 How wayward is this foolish love, 7-v. 1. That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse, 343 2-i. 2. But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Still climbing trees in the Hesperides ? Subtle as sphinx; as sweet, and musical, As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair; Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs. 344 Why, what would you? ... Make me a willow cabin at your gate, d Inshelled. 8-iv. 3. |