57IF Loue make me for
sworn, how
shal I
swere to loue?
58O, neuer faith could hold, if not to beauty vowed:
59Though to my
selfe for
sworn, to thee Ile con
stant proue,
60tho
se thoghts to me like Okes, to thee like O
siers bowed.
61Studdy his byas leaues, and makes his booke thine eies,
62where all tho
se plea
sures liue, that Art can comprehend:
63If knowledge be the marke, to know thee
shall
su
ffice:
64Wel learned is that toung that well can thee commend,
65All ignorant that
soule, that
sees thee without wonder,
66Which is to me
some prai
se, that I thy parts admyre:
67Thine eye Ioues lightning
seems, thy voice his dreadfull
thunder 68which (not to anger bent) is mu
sick &
sweet
fire
69 Cele
stiall as thou art, O, do not loue that wrong:
70 To
sing heauens prai
se, with
such an earthly toung.