To Reason, Vpon CASTARA'S absence.

WIth your calme pre…epts goe, and lay a storme
In some brest flegma…icke which would conforme
Her life to your cold lawes: In va…ne y'…ngage
Your selfe on me. I will obey my rage.
Shee's gone, and I am …ost. Some unknowne grove
I'le finde, whereby the miracle of Love
I'le turne t'a fountaine, and divide the yeere,
By numbring every moment with a teare▪
Where if Castara (to avoyd the beames
Oth' n…igh'bring Sun) shall wandring meete my streames.
And tasting hope her t…irst alaid shall be,
Shee'le feele a sudden flame, and burne like me:
And thus distracted cry. Tell me thou cleere,
But treach'rous Fount, what lover's coffin'd here?