ANDREW MARVEL, Eſq;
143
SOUL.
Had I but any time to loſe,
On this I would it all diſpoſe.
Ceaſe Tempter. None can chain a mind,
Whom this ſweet cordage cannot bind.
CHORUS.
Earth cannot ſhew ſo brave a ſight,
As when a ſingle Soul does fence
The batt’ry of alluring ſenſe,
And Heaven views it with delight.
Then perſevere; for ſtill new charges ſound;
And if thou overcom’ſt thou ſhalt be crown’d.
PLEASURE.
All that’s coſtly, fair, and ſweet,
Which ſcatteringly doth ſhine,
Shall within one beauty meet,
And ſhe be only thine.
SOUL.
If things of ſight ſuch heavens be,
What heavens are thoſe we cannot ſee?
PLEASURE.
Whereſoe’er thy foot ſhall go
The minted gold ſhall lye;
’Till thou purchaſe all below,
And want new worlds to buy.
SOUL.
