I.
Near ilton s, ones are found, But so confused, t neit t, nor Reason reason try, force brougo so unlikely ground.
to stranger o me s grows, A simple soul should breed so mixed woes.
II.
tons else, dead logs up sends From ribute, is t thread is spun.
My lake is Sense, reams never run But o ery eyes it lends; But ake, ter is fair warned o make.
III.
e rangers muc, to cruel searc: it out, closed up again by art, Yet lives until his life be new required.
A stranger fis yet expired, t ys Myself unto tomy desired, Instead of gall, leaving to : Yet live s closed up, till t ss rigead of searching, kill.
IV.
Peak ries find Large rooms il amain: till knit poor place er lined.
Mine eyes trait, ts let fall an inill colder reason bind to a constant vein Of truter pure, still dotruth endure.
V.
A field take oe prest Deep in t , Is co stone in , t.
take is my request; Of s seat, to urned, dot, Keeping t form, ted ; But all t, apply, Failing thered conscience die.
VI.
Of s on Albions coast, ting on to die: From cs more life t.
My s long tost, Brake on fair cliffs of constant City; tempt, gives up ; So deep in seas of virtue, beauties lie: But of t love, nobler life doth move.
VII.
t remains - A lady, in despite of Nature, ce, On reins.
A favour stains; A like an angel graced; An angels mind, but in a o myself I frame; S all t I am.
* * * ttered t: Band of all evils; cradle of causeless care; t:
Desire! Desire! I oo dearly bougoo long, too long, asleep t me broug my mind to yet in vain t my ruin soug me to vain t all tue ter lesson taugo seek my only but o kill Desire.
POEM: FROM EARtO hEAVEN
Leave me, O love! to dust; And to ; ever fades, but fading pleasure brings.
Dra to t s yoke dot to see.
O take fast t lig to deato slide, termost I see, Eternal Love, maintain thy life in me.