“Long betwixt Love and fear Phillis tormented,” from The Assignation

LONG betwixt Love and fear Phillis tormented

Shun’d her own wish yet at last she consented:

But loath that day shou’d her Blushes discover,

Come, gentle Night She said,

Come quickly to my aid,

And a poor Shamefac’d Maid

Hide from her Lover.

Now cold as Ice I am, now hot as Fire,

I dare not tell my self my own desire;

But let Day fly away, and let Night haste her:

Grant ye kind Powers above,

Slow Hours to parting Love,

But when to Bliss we move,

Bid ’em fly faster.

How sweet it is to Love when I discover

That Fire which burns my Heart warming my Lover;

’Tis Pity Love so true shou’d be mistaken:

But if this Night he be

False or unkinde to me,

Let me dye ere I see

That I’m forsaken.