A Dialogue betweene HOPE and FEARE.

But Castara's purer fire,
When it meetes a noble flame:
Shuns the smoke of such desire,
Ioynes with love, and burnes the same.

Yet obedience must prevaile,
They who o're her actions sway:
Would have her in th' Ocean saile,
And contemne t…y narrow sea.

Parents lawes must beare no weight
When they h…ppinesse pr…v…nt.
And our sea is not so streight,
But it roome hath for content.

Thousand hearts as victims stand,
At the Altar of her eyes.
And will partiall she command,
Onely thine for sacrifice?

Thousand victims must returne;
Shee the purest will designe:
Choose Castara which shall burne,
Choose the purest, that is, mine.