To Emilia Viviani
Madonna, wherefore hast thou sent to meSweet-basil and mignonette?Embleming love and health, which never yetIn the same wreath might be.Alas, and they are wet!Is it with thy kisses or thy tears?For never rain or dewSuch fragrance drewFrom plant or flower--the very doubt endearsMy sadness ever new,The sighs I breathe, the tears I shed for thee.
Send the stars light, but send not love to me,In whom love ever madeHealth like a heap of embers soon to fade--
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