A VALEDI FORBIDDING M.
AS virtuous men pass mildly away,
And whisper to their souls to go,
Whilst some of their sad friends do say,
"Now his breath goes," and some say, "No."
So let us melt, and make no noise,
No tear-floods, nh-tempests move ;
Twere profanation of our joys
To tell the laity our love.
Moving of th earth brings harms and fears ;
Men re what it did, a ;
But trepidation of the spheres,
Though greater far, is i.
Dull sublunary lovers love
—Whose soul is sense—ot admit
Of absence, cause it doth remove
The thing which eleme.
But we by a love so much refined,
That ourselves know not what it is,
Inter-assur鑔 of the mind,
Care less, eyes, lips and hands to miss.
Our two souls therefore, which are one,
Though I must go, e yet
A breach, but an expansion,
Like gold to aery thinness beat.
If they be two, they are two so
As stiff twin passes are two ;
Thy soul, the fixd foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if th other do.
And though it in the tre sit,
Yet, wheher far doth roam,
It leans, and hearkens after it,
And grows erect, as that es home.
Such wilt thou be to me, who must,
Like th other foot, obliquely run ;
Thy firmness makes my circle just,
And makes me end where I begun.