Love now no fire hath left him,
We two betwixt us have divided it.
Your Eyes the Light hath reft him.
The heat commanding in my Heart doth sit,
O! that poore Love be not for ever spoyled,
Let my Heat to your Light be reconciled.
So shall these flames, whose worth
Now all obscured lyes
(Drest in those Beames) start forth
And dance before your eyes.
Or else partake my flames
(I care not whither)
And so in mutuall Names
Of Love, burne both together.