Go loveinge woode-bynde, clip with louely grace, those two sweet plants which beare y^{e} flowers of loue Go silken vines, those tender elmes embrace, Which flourish still, although their roots doe moue. As soone as you possess your blessed places, You are advancèd and ennobled more Then dyodemes, which were white silken laces That ancient kings about there forehead wore: Sweete bands, take heed lest you vnge[n]tly bynd, Or with your stricktnes make too deepe a print: Was neuer tree had such a tinder rynd, Although her inward hart be hard as flynt; And let your knots be fast, and loose at will, she must be free, though I stand bounden still. [TO HIS LADY-LOVE.] In this sweete booke, y^{e} treasury of witt, All virtues, beautyes, passions, written be: And with such life they are sett forth in it as still methinkes y^{t} which I read I see. But this booke's Mrs. is a liveing booke, Which hath indeed those vertues in her mynde, And in whose face though envey's selfe do looke, Even envye's eye shall all those beautyes fynd. Onely y^{e} passions y are printed here, In her calme thoughts can no impression make: She will not love, nor hate, nor hope, nor feare, Though others seeke theise passions for her sake. So in y^{e} sonne, some say there is no heate though his reflecting beames doe fire begett. [TOBACCO.][260] [Footnote 260: Cf. Harleian MS. lines 'Of Tobacco' in Epigrams pp. 32-35, _ante_. G.] Homer[261] of Moly and Nepenthe singes: Moly, the gods most soveraigne hearbe divine. Nepenth Hellen's[262] drink, which gladnes brings,-- Hart's greife repells, and doth y^{e} witts refine. But this our age another world hath found, From whence an hearbe of heavenly power is brought: Moly is not soe soveraigne for a wound Nor hath Nepenth[e] so great wonders wrought. It is tobacco: whose sweete subtile fume The hellish torment of y^{e} teeth doth ease, By drawing downe and drieing up y^{e} rume[263] The mother and the nurse of each disease.[264] [Footnote 261: Miswritten 'Honnour.' G.] [Footnote 262: Cf. an Epigram 'Of Tobacco,' 36. The first edition thereof in its reading 'Hekens' is an obvious misprint, probably through Davies' ill writing. The reading here 'Nepen y^{e} Hellens' in the MS. is a scribe's misreading of 'Nepen_the_ Hellen's'--he having taken the ending 'the' for the article. Both point to the true reading, 'Nepenthe Helen's drink.' It is impossible that a scholar like Davies could have supposed 'Nepenthe' to be the drink of the gods, and equally impossible that he could have thought it drink of the Hellenes. G.] [Footnote 263: Rheum. G.] [Footnote 264: The handwriting of the six preceding pieces seems to be the same. G.] ELEGIES OF LOUE.