Wittes Pilgrimage, Sonnet 42

THere was a Time when the most sacred Saint
That euer wedded was his Wife did woo,
And with loue-passions did hir Eares acquaint,
To moue hir mind to Loue and mariage too:
When he would not haue thought it mortal sin,
(If so he could) to haue lynd out his loue
In mouing measures so her loue to win.
For, all that measure well of force must moue.
He did, or would haue told her his desires
And measurd them in Numbers) were alone
Those, Edens out-casts left vnto their Heirs
By marriage Rights for Generation:
Then sith that Church, and Common weale encrease
By This, should Lynes that lead to this, surcease?