Classic Poem

Loves Affirmative

Yes, wher less Virtue shines
To Venerate fond Venus shrines
Ther is the greater neede
Of beauties Charme to doe the deede
Else twere a geer
As if to love a thing that were not ther
When faire or good
Or both in all affections Understood
And as a supplement defects to smother
The one is rais'd by'th'setting of the other.

Yes, I agree that soules may place
Their mutuall simpathizing grace
Shot from each hart through eyes
Like influences darted from the skies
Yet neither bee
Guilty of partialitie
But all Contentions bind
Within the perfect Circle of the mind.

Yes, whilst humanity doth steer
Both wealth and birth, and fame, are neare.
To guide the Rudder
And make a pudder.

Yet ther is none borne meane and Loe
But fortune fonde may soone outgoe
The rich or greatest hee
What soe ere hee bee.

Soe that her wheeles advance
Gives Lowest spoakes preheminence
And true Concurrence finds
The Cheifest nutriments from Conquerd minds
And if I would a woeing goe
Ide Chuse a Hellen for my bedfellow
Unless Ide leape and winke
Then nature should provide me by instinct.