Blest are your North parts, for all this long time
My Sun is with you, cold and darke'is our Clime:
Heavens Sun, which staid so long from us this yeare,
Staid in your North (I thinke) for she was there,
And hether by kinde nature drawne from thence,
Here rages, chafes, and threatens pestilence;
Yet I, as long as shee from hence doth staie,
Thinke this no South, no Sommer, nor no day.
With thee my kinde and unkinde heart is run,
There sacrifice it to that beauteous Sun:
And since thou art in Paradise and need'st crave
No joyes addition, helpe thy friend to save.
So may thy pastures with their flowery feasts,
As suddenly as Lard, fat thy leane beasts;
So may thy woods oft poll'd, yet ever weare
A greene, and when thee list, a golden haire;
So may all thy sheepe bring forth Twins; and so
In chace and race may thy horse all out goe;
So may thy love and courage ne'r be cold;
Thy Sonne ne'r Ward; Thy lov'd wife ne'r seem old;
But maist thou wish great things, and them attaine,
As thou telst her, and none but her, my paine.
[To M^r I. L. Ed: To M. I. L. A18, N, TCC, TCD, W:
To M^r T. L. O'F: To M. I. P. 1633-69]
[6 rages, chafes, Ed: rages chafes 1633-39: rages, chafes
1650-69: rages, burnes, W]
[11-12 these lines from W: they have not previously been
printed]
[16 when thee list, Ed: when thee list 1633, A18, N,
TC: (when she list) 1635-69, O'F: when thou wilt W]
[20 lov'd wife] fair wife W]
[22 her, ... her, Ed: her ... her 1633: her, ... her
1635-69]