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When Cupid read this title straight he said	A
'Wars I perceive against me will be made '	B
But spare oh Love to tax thy poet so	C
Who oft bath borne thy ensign 'gainst thy foe	C
I am not he by whom thy mother bled	A
When she to heaven on Mars his horses fled	A
I oft like other youths thy flame did prove	D
And if thou ask what I do still I love	E
Nay I have taught by art to keep Love's course	F
And made that reason which before was force	F
I seek not to betray thee pretty boy	G
Nor what I once have written to destroy	G
If any love and find his mistress kind	H
Let him go on and sail with his own wind	H
But he that by his love is discontented	I
To save his life my verses were invented	J
Why should a lover kill himself or why	K
Should any with his own grief wounded die	K
Thou art a boy to play becomes thee still	L
Thy reign is soft play then and do not kill	L
Or if thou'lt needs be vexing then do this	M
Make lovers meet by stealth and steal a kiss	M
Make them to fear lest any overwatch them	N
And tremble when they think some come to catch them	N
And with those tears that lovers shed all night	O
Be thou content but do not kill outright	O
Love heard and up his silver wings did heave	P
And said 'Write on I freely give thee leave '	B
Come then all ye despised that love endure	Q
I that have felt the wounds your love will cure	Q
But come at first for if you make delay	R
Your sickness will grow mortal by your stay	R
The tree which by delay is grown so big	S
In the beginning was a tender twig	S
That which at first was but a span in length	T
Will by delay be rooted past men's strength	T
Resist beginnings medicines bring no curing	U
Where sickness is grown strong by long enduring	U
When first thou seest a lass that likes thine eye	K
Bend all thy present powers to descry	Q
Whether her eye or carriage first would shew	V
If she be fit for love's delights or no	C
Some will be easy such an one elect	W
But she that bears too grave and stern aspect	W
Take heed of her and make her not thy jewel	X
Either she cannot love or will be cruel	X
If love assail thee there betime take heed	Y
Those wounds are dangerous that inward bleed	Y
He that to day cannot shake off love's sorrow	C
Will certainly be more unapt to morrow	C
Love bath so eloquent and quick a tongue	Z
That he will lead thee all thy life along	A2
And on a sudden clasp thee in a yoke	B2
Where thou must either draw or striving choke	B2
Strive then betimes for at the first one hand	C2
May stop a water drill that wears the sand	C2
But if delayed it breaks into a flood	J
Mountains will hardly make the passage good	D2
But I am out for now I do begin	E2
To keep them off not heal those that are in	E2
First therefore lovers I intend to shew	V
How love came to you then how he may go	C
You that would not know what love's passions be	F2
Never be idle learn that rule of me	F2
Ease makes you love as that o'ercomes your wills	G2
Ease is the food and cause of all your ills	G2
Turn ease and idleness but out of door	Q
Love's darts are broke his flame can burn no more	Q
As feeds and willows love the water's side	H2
So love loves with the idle to abide	H2
If then at liberty you fain would be	F2
Love yields to labour labour and be free	F2
Long sleeps soft beds rich vintage and high feeding	U
Nothing to do and pleasure of exceeding	U
Dulls all our senses makes our virtue stupid	J
And then creeps in that crafty villain Cupid	I
That boy loves ease a' life hates such a stir	Q
Therefore thy mind to better things prefer	Q
Behold thy country's enemies in arms	I2
At home love gripes the heart in his sly charms	I2
Then rise and put on armour cast off sloth	J2
Thy labour may at once o'ercome them both	J2
If this seem hard and too unpleasant then	K2
Behold the law set forth by God and men	K2
Sit down and study that that thou may'st know	C
The way to guide thyself and others shew	V
Or if thou lov'st not to be shut up so	C
Learn to assail the deer with trusty bow	L2
That through the woods thy well mouth'd bounds may ring	U
Whose echo better joys than love will sing	U
There may'st thou chance to bring thy love to end	M2
Diana unto Venus is no friend	M2
The country will afford thee means enow	C
Sometimes disdain not to direct the plough	L2
To follow through the fields the bleating lamb	N2
That mourns to miss the comfort of his dam	N2
Assist the harvest help to prune the trees	O2
Graft plant and sow no kind of labour leese	P2
Set nets for birds with hook'd lines bait for fish	Q2
Which will employ thy mind and fill thy dish	Q2
That being weary with these pains at night	O
Sound sleep may put the thoughts of love to flight	O
With such delights or labours as are these	O2
Forget to love and learn thyself to please	O2
But chiefly learn this lesson for my sake	R2
Fly from her far some journey undertake	R2
I know thou'lt grieve and that her name once told	S2
Will be enough thy journey to withhold	S2
But when thou find'st thyself most bent to stay	R
Compel thy feet to run with thee away	R
Nor do thou wish that rain or stormy weather	Q
May stay your steps and bring you back together	Q
Count not the miles you pass nor doubt the way	R
Lest those respects should turn you back to stay	R
Tell not the clock nor look not once behind	H
But fly like lightning or the northern wind	H
For where we are too much o'ermatch'd in might	O
There is no way for safe guard but by flight	O
But some will count my lines too hard and bitter	Q
I must confess them hard but yet 'tis better	Q
To fast a while that health may be provoked	T2
Than feed at plenteous tables and be choked	T2
To cure the wretched body I am sure	Q
Both fire and steel thou gladly wilt endure	Q
Wilt thou not then take pains by any art	U2
To cure thy mind which is thy better part	U2
The hardness is at first and that once past	V2
Pleasant and easy ways will come at last	V2
I do not bid thee strive with witches' charms	I2
Or such unholy acts to cure thy harms	I2
Ceres herself who all these things did know	C
Had never power to cure her own love so	C
No take this medicine which of all is sure	Q
Labour and absence is the only cure	Q
But if the fates compel thee in such fashion	C
That thou must needs live near her habitation	C
And canst not fly her sight learn here of me	F2
Thou that would'st fain and canst not yet be free	F2
Set all thy mistress' faults before thine eyes	W2
And all thy own disgraces well advise	W2
Say to thyself that 'she is covetous	W2
Hath ta'en my gifts and used me thus and thus	W2
Thus hath she sworn to me and thug deceived	X2
Thus have I hoped and thus have been bereaved	X2
With love she feeds my rival while I starve	Y2
And pours on him kisses which I deserve	Z2
She follows him with smiles and gives to me	F2
Sad looks no lover's but a stranger's fee	F2
All those embraces I so oft desired	A3
To him she offers daily unrequired	A3
Whose whole desert and half mine weighed together	Q
Would make mine lead and his seem cork and feather	Q
Then let her go and since she proves so hard	A3
Regard thyself and give her no regard '	B
Thus must thou school thyself and I could wish	Q2
Thee to thyself most eloquent in this	W2
But put on grief enough and do not fear	Q
Grief will enforce thy eloquence t' appear	Q
Thus I myself the love did once expel	B3
Of one whose coyness vex'd my soul like hell	B3
I must confess she touch'd me to the quick	C3
And that am physician then was sick	C3
But this I found to profit I did still	L
Ruminate what I thought in her was ill	L
And for to cure myself I found a way	R
Some honest slanders on her for to lay	R
Quoth I 'How lamely doth my mistress go '	B
Although I must confess it was not so	W2
I said her arms were crooked fingers bent	A3
Her shoulders bow'd her legs consumed and spent	A3
Her colour sad her neck as dark as night	A3
When Venus might in all have ta'en delight	A3
But yet because I would no more come nigh her	Q
Myself unto myself did thus bely her	Q
Do thou the like and though she fair appear	Q
Think vice to virtue often comes too near	Q
And in that error though it be an error	Q
Preserve thyself from any further terror	Q
If she be round and plump say she's too fat	A3
If brown say black and thick who cares for that	A3

Francis Beaumont

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