Elegie II

Distance of place, my love and me did part:
Yet both did sweare, we never would remove;
In signe thereof, I bid her take my heart:
Which did, and doth, and can not chuse but love.
Thus did we part, in hope to meete againe:
Where both did vow, most constant to remaine.

A She there was that past betwixt us both,
By whome ech knew how others cause did fare.
For men to trust, men in their love are loth:
Thus had we both of love, a lovers care.
"Haply he seekes his sorrowes to renue,
"That for his love doth make another sue.

By her a kisse, a kisse to me she sent,
A kisse for price more worth then purest gold.
She gave it her, to me the kisse was ment,
A she to kisse, what harme if she were bold?
Happy those lippes, that had so sweete a kisse;
For heaven it selfe scarce yeeldes so sweete a blisse.

This modest she, blushing for shame of this,
Or loth to part from that she lik't so well,
Did play false play, and gave me not the kisse;
Yet my loves kindnesse could not chuse to tell.
Then blame me not, that kissing sigh'd, and swore,
I kist but her, whome you had kist before.

Sweete, love me more, and blame me not (sweet love)
I kist those lippes, yet harmlesle I doe vowe,
Scarse would my lippes, from off those lippes remoove,
For still me thought (sweet fayre) I kissed you.
And thus kinde love, the summe of all my blisse,
Was both begunne, and ended in a kisse.

Then send me moe, but send them by your frend,
Kisse none but her, nor her, nor none at all.
Beware by whome such treasures you doe send,
I must them loose, except I for them call.
Yet love me (deare) and still still kissing be,
Both like and love, but none (sweete love) but me.