His Mistress to Him at His Farewell
You may vow I'll not forgetTo pay the debtWhich to thy memory stands as dueAs faith can seal it you.--Take then tribute of my tears;So long as I have fearsTo prompt me, I shall everLanguish and look, but thy return see never.Oh then to lessen my despair,Print thy lips into(the air,So by thisMeans, I may kiss thy kiss,Whenas some kindWindShall hither waft it:--And, in lieu,My lips shall send a thousand back to you.
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