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The Antistrophe, or Counter-Turn This made you first to know the why You liked, then after, to apply That liking; and approach so other, Till either grew a portion of the other; 110 Each styled by his end, The copy of his friend.

You lived to be the great sir-names And titles by which all made claims Unto the Virtue: nothing perfect done, 115 But as a Cary or a Morison.

The Epode, or Stand

And such a force the fair example had, As they that saw

The good and durst not practise it, were glad

Lives a woman true and fair.

If thou find'st one, let me know; Such a pilgrimage were sweet. Yet do not; I would not go,

Though at next door we might meet. Though she were true when you met her, And last till you write your letter,

Yet she

Will be

False, ere I come, to two or three.

THE INDIFFERENT

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Let me - and do you - twenty know;
Rob me, but bind me not, and let me go.
Must I, who came to travel thorough you,
Grow your fixed subject, because you are
true?

We're tapers too, and at our own cost die,

And we in us find th' eagle and the dove. The phoenix riddle hath more wit By us; we two being one, are it;

So, to one neutral thing both sexes fit. 25
We die and rise the same, and prove
Mysterious by this love.

We can die by it, if not live by love,
And if unfit for tomb or hearse
Our legend be, it will be fit for verse; 30
And if no piece of chronicle we prove,

We'll build in sonnets pretty rooms;
As well a well-wrought urn becomes
The greatest ashes, as half-acre tombs,
And by these hymns all shall approve 35
Us canonized for love;

And thus invoke us, 'You, whom reverend love

Made one another's hermitage;

You, to whom love was peace, that now

'Tis not all spirit pure and brave
If mixture it of fear, shame, honor have.
Perchance as torches, which must ready be,
Men light and put out, so thou deal'st with

I long to talk with some old lover's ghost Who died before the god of love was born.

I cannot think that he who then loved most