GEORGE HERBERT
294 Love
T O VE bade me welcome ; yet my soul drew back,
JL^ Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack
From my first entrance in, Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning
If I lack'd anything.
'A guest,' I answer'd, 'worthy to be here:'
Love said, 'You shall be he.' 'I, the unkind, ungrateful? Ah, my dear,
I cannot look on Thee.' Love took my hand and smiling did reply,
'Who made the eyes but I ? '
'Truth, Lord, but I have marr'd them let my shame
Go where it doth deserve.' 'And know you not,' says Love, 'Who bore the blame?'
'My dear, then I will serve ' 'You must sit down,' says Love, 'and taste my meat.'
So I did sit and eat.
JAMES SHIRLEY
295 Piping Peace
r OU virgins that did late despair To keep your wealth from cruel men, Tie up in silk your careless hair. Soft peace is come again.
Now lovers' eyes may gently shoot
A flame that will not kill; The drum was angry, but the lute
Shall whisper what you will.
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