When this did nothing, I brought down, True, a new Mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such, As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not Honor more. 4 60 And take the harmless folly of the time. Come, my Corinna, come, let's go a-Maying. NIGHT PIECE, TO JULIA Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee, Whose little eyes glow Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee. No will-o'-th' wisp mislight thee; 70 Since ghost there's none to affright thee. Let not the dark thee cumber; |