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To M.r C. B.
Thy frind, whome thy deserts to thee enchayne [217]
Vrg'd by this inexcusable ocasion
Thee and the saynt of his Affection
Leauing behind, doth of both wants complayne.
And let the Loue I beare to both sustayne
No Blott or mayme by this diuision
Strong is this Loue w.ch tyes our hearts in one.
And strong that Loue procur'd* with amorous payne
But though, besides thy selfe, I leaue behind
Heauens liberall and the earths thrice fayre sunn
Going to where steru'd winter ay doth wonne
Yet Loues hot fires, wch martyr my sad mind
Do send forth scalding sighs wch haue the Art
To melt all Ice but that w.ch walls her hart
To Mr, T. W.
Pregnant agayne with th'old Twins Hope and Feare
Oft haue I askd for thee both how and where
Thou wert, and what my hopes of letters were
As in our streets sly Beggers narrowly
Watch motions of the giuers hand and eye
And evermore conceaue some hope thereby
And now thine Almes is giuen, thy Letter's read
The Bodye's risen agayne the w.ch was dead
And thy poore sterveling bountifully fedd
After this Banquet, my Soule doth say grace
And prayse thee for't, and zealously embrace
Thy Loue, though I thinke thy Loue in this case
To bee as Gluttons, w.ch say 'midst theyr meate
They loue that best of w.ch they most doe eate.

[CW: O Thou__]