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| At the Sea-side going over wth. the |
| Ld Doncaster 1619 |
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| In what torne shipp soever I embarke [33] |
| That shipp shall bee my Embleme of thy Arke |
| What Seas so ere swallows mee vp, that floud |
| Shall bee to mee an Embleme of thy bloud |
| Though thou in cloudes of anger dost desguise |
| Thy face, yet through that maske I know those eyes |
| wch though they turne away sometimes they nevr will despise |
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| I sacrifice this Island vnto thee |
| And all whome I loue there, and who loue mee. |
| When I haue put those Seas twixt them and mee |
| Put thou thy Sea betwixt my sinnes and thee |
| As the Trees sapp doth seeke the roote below |
| In winter: In my winter now I goe |
| where none but thy* eternall worke* of true loue I may know |
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| Nor thou, nor thy Religion, doth controule |
| The amorousnesse of an harmonious soule |
| But thou wouldst haue that Love thy selfe; As thou |
| Art Iealous, Lord, so am I iealous now. |
| Thou lou'st not till from louing more thou free |
| My soule, wch.* ever giues takes liberty. |
| Oh if thou car'st not whome I loue thou lous't not mee. |
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| Seale then this bill of my diuorce to all |
| On whome those faynter beames of loue did fall |
| Marry those Loues wch in youth scatterd bee |
| On face witt hopes, false mistresses to thee |
| Churches are best for prayers that haue least light |
| To see God onely I go out of sight |
| And to scape stormy dayes I choose an everlasting night.
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[CW: How sitts] |