God is above the sphere of our esteem,
And is the best known, not defining Him.

Hang up Hooks, and Sheers to scare
Hence the Hag, that rides the Mare,
Till they be all over wet,
With the mire, and the sweat:
This observ'd, the Manes shall be
Of your horses, all knot-free.

Let the superstitious wife
Neer the childs heart lay a knife:
Point be up, and Haft be downe;
(While she gossips in the towne)
This 'mongst other mystick charms
Keeps the sleeping child from harms.

Life is the Bodies light; which once declining,
Those crimson clouds i'th'cheeks & lips leave shining.
Those counter-changed Tabbies in the ayre,
(The Sun once set) all of one colour are.
So, when Death comes, Fresh tinctures lose their place,
And dismall Darknesse then doth smutch the face.

You are faithless as a Carthaginian,
To love at once Kate, Nell, Doll, Martha, Jenny, Ann.

Bear it, O matcht unequally, you must,
And in your strength and virtue firmly trust.
The Power that rules our destinies decreed
One heart should harden and another bleed.

Love is anterior to life,
Posterior to death,
Initial of creation, and
The exponent of breath.

If youth be thine,
Spare not to drink its wine;
If youth be fled,
Hold up
The golden cup —
God's grapes are always red.

You've lived there long, away from the trappings of office,
your mind at peace, cut off from the world.
In jars: herbs, handed down by your teacher.
In bags: elixir, refined by your own hand.
You whistle out loud beyond the thousand peaks,
walk quietly along a hundred streams.
You resent even the intrusions of woodcutters and shepherds,
so now you want to move still deeper into the clouds.

Now when spring mists rise,
the wild geese
turn and fly away!
They must be used to living in villages
where no cherries bloom