1667YOur loue and pittie doth th'impression fill,

1668Which vulgar scandall stampt vpon my brow,

1669For what care I who calles me well or ill,

1670So you ore-greene my bad, my good alow?

1671You are my All the world, and I must striue,

1672To know my shames and praises from your tounge,

1673None else to me, nor I to none aliue,

1674That my steel'd sence or changes right or wrong,

1675In so profound Abisme I throw all care

1676Of others voyces, that my Adders sence,

1677To cryttick and to flatterer stopped are:

1678Marke how with my neglect I doe dispence.

1679 You are so strongly in my purpose bred,

1680That all the world besides me thinkes y'are dead.

1682SInce I left you, mine eye is in my minde,

1683And that which gouernes me to goe about,

1684Doth part his function, and is partly blind,

1685Seemes seeing, but effectually is out:

1686For it no forme deliuers to the heart

1687Of bird, of flowre, or shape which it doth lack,

1688Of his quick obiects hath the minde no part,

1689Nor his owne vision houlds what it doth catch:

1690For if it see the rud'st or gentlest sight,

1691The most sweet-fauor or deformedst creature,

1692The mountaine, or the sea, the day, or night:

1693The Croe, or Doue, it shapes them to your feature.

1694 Incapable of more repleat, with you,

1695My most true minde thus maketh mine vntrue.

1697OR whether doth my minde being crown'd with you

1698Drinke vp the monarks plague this flattery ?

1699Or whether shall I say mine eie saith true,

1700And that your loue taught it this Alcumie?

1701To make of monsters, and things indigest,

1702Such cherubines as your sweet selfe resemble,

1703Creating euery bad a perfect best

1704As fast as obiects to his beames assemble:

1705Oh tis the first, tis flatry in my seeing,

1706And my great minde most kingly drinkes it vp,

1707Mine eie well knowes what with his gust is greeing,

1708And to his pallat doth prepare the cup.

1709 If it be poison'd, tis the lesser sinne,

1710That mine eye loues it and doth first beginne.