Thomas Humphry Ward, ed. The English Poets. 1880–1918.rnVol. II. The Seventeenth Century: Ben Jonson to Dryden
Thomas Carew (1595?1639?)The Lady to Her Inconstant Servant
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Bedewed with many a kiss and tear,
Thy now revolted heart did stand
An humble martyr, thou didst swear
Thus, and the God of Love did hear:—
By those bright glances of thine eye,
Unless thou pity me, I die!
Bepaled with blasting sighs, did seal
Their violated faith on mine,
From the soft bosom that did heal
Thee, thou my melting heart didst steal;
My soul, enflamed with thy false breath,
Poisoned with kisses, sucked in death.
Revenge or mercy to procure
From the offended god of love;
My curse is fatal, and my pure
Love shall beyond thy scorn endure;
If I implore the gods, they ’ll find
Thee too ungrateful, me too kind.