All others, from all things, draw all that's good, Life, soule, forme, spirit, whence they beeing have; 20 I, by loves limbecke, am the grave Of all, that's nothing. Oft a flood Have wee two wept, and so Drownd the whole world, us two; oft did we grow To be two Chaosses, when we did show 25 Care to ought else; and often absences Withdrew our soules, and made us carcasses. But I am by her death, (which word wrongs her) Of the first nothing, the Elixer grown; Were I a man, that I were one, 30 I needs must know; I should preferre, If I were any beast, Some ends, some means; Yea plants, yea stones detest, And love; All, all some properties invest; If I an ordinary nothing were, 35 As shadow, a light, and body must be here. But I am None; nor will my Sunne renew. You lovers, for whose sake, the lesser Sunne At this time to the Goat is runne To fetch new lust, and give it you, 40 Enjoy your summer all; Since shee enjoyes her long nights festivall, Let mee prepare towards her, and let mee call This houre her Vigill, and her Eve, since this Both the yeares, and the dayes deep midnight is. 45 [A nocturnal _&c._ _1633-69_, _A18_, _N_, _O'F_, _TCC_, _TCD_] [7 beds-feet,] beds-feet _1633-69_] [12 every _1633_, _A18_, _N_, _O'F_ (_altered to_ a very), _TC:_ a very _1635-69_] [16 emptinesse: _1719:_ emptinesse; _Chambers and Grolier:_ emptinesse _1633-54:_ emptinesse, _1669_. _See note_] [20 have; _Ed:_ have, _1633-69_.] [31 know;] know, _1633_] [32 beast,] beast; _Grolier_] [34 love; All, all _Ed:_ love, all, all _1633-69_ invest; _Ed:_ invest, _1633:_ invest _1635-69_] [37 renew. _1633:_ renew, _1635-69_] [41 all; _Ed:_ all, _1633-69 and Chambers, who places a full stop after_ festivall] [44 Eve, _1650-69:_ eve, _1633-39_] _Witchcraft by a picture._ I fixe mine eye on thine, and there Pitty my picture burning in thine eye, My picture drown'd in a transparent teare, When I looke lower I espie; Hadst thou the wicked skill 5 By pictures made and mard, to kill, How many wayes mightst thou performe thy will? But now I have drunke thy sweet salt teares, And though thou poure more I'll depart; My picture vanish'd, vanish feares, 10 That I can be endamag'd by that art; Though thou retaine of mee One picture more, yet that will bee, Being in thine owne heart, from all malice free. [Witchcraft _&c._ _1633-69_, _A18_, _N_, _TCC_, _TCD:_ The Picture. _or_ Picture. _Cy_, _JC_, _O'F_, _P_, _S96:_ A Songe. _B_] [4 espie; _Ed:_ espie, _1633-69_] [6 to kill, _Ed:_ to kill? _1633-39:_ to kill; _1650-69_]