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That ten yeares trauell'd Greeke return'd from Sea	A
Ne'r ioyd so much to see his Ithaca	B
As I should you who are alone to me	A
More then wide Greece could to that wanderer be	A
The winter windes still Easterly doe keepe	C
And with keene Frosts haue chained vp the deepe	C
The Sunne's to vs a niggard of his Rayes	A
But reuelleth with our Antipodes	A
And seldome to vs when he shewes his head	D
Muffled in vapours he straight hies to bed	D
In those bleake mountaines can you liue where snowe	E
Maketh the vales vp to the hilles to growe	E
Whereas mens breathes doe instantly congeale	F
And attom'd mists turne instantly to hayle	F
Belike you thinke from this more temperate cost	G
My sighes may haue the power to thawe the frost	H
Which I from hence should swiftly send you thither	I
Yet not so swift as you come slowly hither	I
How many a time hath Phebe from her wayne	J
With Phoebus fires fill'd vp her hornes againe	J
Shee through her Orbe still on her course doth range	K
But you keep yours still nor for me will change	K
The Sunne that mounted the sterne Lions back	L
Shall with the Fishes shortly diue the Brack	L
But still you keepe your station which confines	A
You nor regard him trauelling the signes	A
Those ships which when you went put out to Sea	A
Both to our Groenland and Virginia	J
Are now return'd and Custom'd haue their fraught	M
Yet you arriue not nor returne me ought	M
The Thames was not so frozen yet this yeare	I
As is my bosome with the chilly feare	I
Of your not comming which on me doth light	N
As on those Climes where halfe the world is night	N
Of euery tedious houre you haue made two	O
All this long Winter here by missing you	O
Minutes are months and when the houre is past	P
A yeare is ended since the Clocke strooke last	P
When your Remembrance puts me on the Racke	L
And I should Swound to see an Almanacke	L
To reade what silent weekes away are slid	Q
Since the dire Fates you from my sight haue hid	Q
I hate him who the first Deuisor was	A
Of this same foolish thing the Hower glasse	A
And of the Watch whose dribbling sands and Wheele	F
With their slow stroakes make mee too much to feele	F
Your slackenesse hither O how I doe ban	J
Him that these Dialls against walles began	J
Whose Snayly motion of the moouing hand	R
Although it goe yet seeme to me to stand	R
As though at Adam it had first set out	S
And had been stealing all this while about	S
And when it backe to the first point should come	T
It shall be then iust at the generall Doome	T
The Seas into themselues retract their flowes	A
The changing Winde from euery quarter blowes	A
Declining Winter in the Spring doth call	F
The Starrs rise to vs as from vs they fall	F
Those Birdes we see that leaue vs in the Prime	T
Againe in Autumne re salute our Clime	T
Sure either Nature you from kinde hath made	U
Or you delight else to be Retrograde	U
But I perceiue by your attractiue powers	A
Like an Inchantresse you haue charm'd the bowers	A
Into short minutes and haue drawne them back	L
So that of vs at London you doe lack	L
Almost a yeare the Spring is scarce begonne	J
There where you liue and Autumne almost done	J
With vs more Eastward surely you deuise	A
By your strong Magicke that the Sunne shall rise	A
Where now it setts and that in some few yeares	A
You'l alter quite the Motion of the Spheares	A
Yes and you meane I shall complaine my loue	F
To grauell'd Walkes or to a stupid Groue	I
Now your companions and that you the while	F
As you are cruell will sit by and smile	F
To make me write to these while Passers by	V
Sleightly looke in your louely face where I	V
See Beauties heauen whilst silly blockheads they	W
Like laden Asses plod vpon their way	W
And wonder not as you should point a Clowne	J
Vp to the Guards or Ariadnes Crowne	J
Of Constellations and his dulnesse tell	F
Hee'd thinke your words were certainly a Spell	F
Or him some piece from Creet or Marcus show	E
In all his life which till that time ne'r saw	A
Painting except in Alehouse or old Hall	F
Done by some Druzzler of the Prodigall	F
Nay doe stay still whilst time away shall steale	F
Your youth and beautie and your selfe conceale	F
From me I pray you you haue now inur'd	X
Me to your absence and I haue endur'd	X
Your want this long whilst I haue starued bine	J
For your short Letters as you helde it sinne	J
To write to me that to appease my woe	E
I reade ore those you writ a yeare agoe	L
Which are to me as though they had bin made	U
Long time before the first Olympiad	Y
For thankes and curt'sies sell your presence then	J
To tatling Women and to things like men	J
And be more foolish then the Indians are	I
For Bells for Kniues for Glasses and such ware	I
That sell their Pearle and Gold but here I stay	W
So I would not haue you but come away	W

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