_To the_ Spring, _Upon the uncertainty of_ CASTARA'S _abode_. Faire Mistresse of[13] the earth, with garlands crown'd Rise, by a lovers charme, from the parcht ground, And shew thy flowry wealth: that she, where ere Her starres shall guide her, meete thy beauties there. Should she to the cold Northerne climates goe, Force thy affrighted Lillies there to grow; Thy Roses in those gelid fields t' appeare; She absent, I have all their Winter here. Or if to the torrid Zone her way she bend, Her the coole breathing of _Favonius_ lend, Thither command the birds to bring their quires. That Zone is temp'rate. I have all his fires. Attend her, courteous Spring, though we should here Lose by it all the treasures of the yeere. [13] to. 1634, 1635. _To_ Reason, _Upon_ CASTARA'S _absence_. With your calme precepts goe, and lay a storme, In some brest flegmaticke which would conforme Her life to your cold lawes: In vain y' engage Your selfe on me. I will obey my rage. Shee's gone, and I am lost. 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' neighb'ring Sun) shall wandring meete my streames. And tasting, hope her thirst 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? _An[14] answere to_ CASTARA'S _question_. T'is I _Castara_, who when thou wert gone, Did freeze into this melancholy stone, To weepe the minutes of thy absence. Where Can greefe have freer scope to mourne than here? The Larke here practiseth a sweeter straine, _Aurora's_ early blush to entertaine, And having too deepe tasted of these streames, He loves, and amorously courts her beames. The courteous turtle with a wandring zeale, Saw how to stone I did my selfe congeale, And murm'ring askt what power this change did move, The language of my waters whispered, Love. And thus transform'd Ile stand, till I shall see, That heart so ston'd and frozen, thaw'd in thee. [14] _In._ 1634. _To_ CASTARA, _Upon the disguising his affection_.