I'm no slave to such as you be; Go, go display thy beauty's ray To some more-soon enamoured swain ; Are all bestowed on me in vain. Can he prize the tainted posies 20 25 30 Then stay thy tongue; thy mermaid's song Is all bestowed on me in vain. He's a fool that basely dallies Where each peasant mates with him. Shall I haunt the thronged valleys 35 When there's noble hills to climb? No, no; though clowns are scared with frowns, I know the best can but disdain ; Then those I'll prove, so will your love Be all bestowed on me in vain. 40 But such as you, fond fools, adieu ! 55 You seek to captiye me in vain. She that's proud in the beginning 60 Whate'er betide she'll ne'er divide But fondlings' loves uncertain proves; Therefore know, when I enjoy one, 1. 68. 1619 gives 'purchast,' 1620 'purchase. 65 The pleasures there few aim at dare ; She is not won, nor I undone, By placing of my love in vain. 70 Leave me, then, thou Siren, leave me ; Craft thou seest can ne'er deceive me ; 75 The heart that constant must remain ; To see them spend their love in vain. 80 MASTER JOHNSON'S ANSWER TO MASTER WITHERS. Withers. SHALL I wasting in despair Die because a woman's fair, Or my cheeks make pale with care Be she fairer than the day, What care I how fair she be? Johnson. Shall I mine affections slack If she be not so to me, Shall my foolish heart be pined, Be she kind or meeker than |