The Starrs rise to vs, as from vs they fall; Those Birdes we see, that leaue vs in the Prime, Againe in Autumne re-salute our Clime. 60 Sure, either Nature you from kinde hath made, Or you delight else to be Retrograde. But I perceiue by your attractiue powers, Like an Inchantresse you haue charm'd the bowers Into short minutes, and haue drawne them back, So that of vs at _London_, you doe lack Almost a yeare, the Spring is scarce begonne There where you liue, and Autumne almost done. With vs more Eastward, surely you deuise, By your strong Magicke, that the Sunne shall rise 70 Where now it setts, and that in some few yeares You'l alter quite the Motion of the Spheares. Yes, and you meane, I shall complaine my loue To grauell'd Walkes, or to a stupid Groue, Now your companions; and that you the while (As you are cruell) will sit by and smile, To make me write to these, while Passers by, Sleightly looke in your louely face, where I See Beauties heauen, whilst silly blockheads, they Like laden Asses, plod vpon their way, 80 And wonder not, as you should point a Clowne Vp to the _Guards_, or _Ariadnes_ Crowne; Of Constellations, and his dulnesse tell. Hee'd thinke your words were certainly a Spell; Or him some piece from _Creet_, or _Marcus_ show, In all his life which till that time ne'r saw Painting: except in Alehouse or old Hall Done by some Druzzler, of the Prodigall. Nay doe, stay still, whilst time away shall steale Your youth, and beautie, and your selfe conceale 90 From me I pray you, you haue now inur'd Me to your absence, and I haue endur'd Your want this long, whilst I haue starued bine For your short Letters, as you helde it sinne To write to me, that to appease my woe, I reade ore those, you writ a yeare agoe, Which are to me, as though they had bin made, Long time before the first _Olympiad_. For thankes and curt'sies sell your presence then To tatling Women, and to things like men, 100 And be more foolish then the _Indians_ are For Bells, for Kniues, for Glasses, and such ware, That sell their Pearle and Gold, but here I stay, So I would not haue you but come away. To Master GEORGE SANDYS _Treasurer for the English Colony in_ VIRGINIA