'Twixt kings and subjects there's this mighty odds: Subjects are taught by men; kings by the gods. 26. HIS ANSWER TO A QUESTION. Some would know Why I so Long still do tarry, And ask why Here that I Live and not marry. Thus I those Do oppose: What man would be here Slave to thrall, If at all He could live free here? 27. UPON JULIA'S FALL. Julia was careless, and withal She rather took than got a fall, The wanton ambler chanc'd to see Part of her legs' sincerity: And ravish'd thus, it came to pass, The nag (like to the prophet's ass) Began to speak, and would have been A-telling what rare sights he'd seen: And had told all; but did refrain Because his tongue was tied again. 28. EXPENSES EXHAUST. Live with a thrifty, not a needy fate; _Small shots paid often waste a vast estate_. _Shots_, debts. 29. LOVE, WHAT IT IS. Love is a circle that doth restless move In the same sweet eternity of love. 30. PRESENCE AND ABSENCE. When what is lov'd is present, love doth spring; But being absent, love lies languishing. 31. NO SPOUSE BUT A SISTER. A bachelor I will Live as I have liv'd still, And never take a wife To crucify my life; But this I'll tell ye too, What now I mean to do: A sister (in the stead Of wife) about I'll lead; Which I will keep embrac'd, And kiss, but yet be chaste. 32. THE POMANDER BRACELET. To me my Julia lately sent A bracelet richly redolent: The beads I kissed, but most lov'd her That did perfume the pomander. _Pomander_, a ball of scent. 33. THE SHOE-TYING. Anthea bade me tie her shoe; I did; and kissed the instep too: And would have kissed unto her knee, Had not her blush rebuked me. 34. THE CARCANET. Instead of orient pearls of jet I sent my love a carcanet; About her spotless neck she knit The lace, to honour me or it: Then think how rapt was I to see My jet t'enthral such ivory. _Carcanet_, necklace. _Lace_, any kind of girdle; used here for the necklace. 35. HIS SAILING FROM JULIA. When that day comes, whose evening says I'm gone Unto that watery desolation, Devoutly to thy closet-gods then pray That my wing'd ship may meet no remora. Those deities which circum-walk the seas, And look upon our dreadful passages, Will from all dangers re-deliver me For one drink-offering poured out by thee. Mercy and truth live with thee! and forbear (In my short absence) to unsluice a tear; But yet for love's sake let thy lips do this, Give my dead picture one engendering kiss: Work that to life, and let me ever dwell In thy remembrance, Julia. So farewell. _Closet-gods_, the Roman Lares. _Remora_, the sea Lamprey or suckstone, believed to check the course of ships by clinging to their keels.