Must learn by my being cut up and torn,

    Kill, and dissect me, Love ; for this

    torture against thine own end is ;

    Rackd carcasses make ill anatomies.

    Some man uno be possessor

    Of old or new love, himself being false or weak,

    t his pain and shame would be lesser,

    If on womankind  his anger wreak ;

    And thence a law did grow,

    One mig one man know ;

    But are otures so?

    Are sun, moon, or stars by law forbidden

    to smile ?

    Are birds divorced or are they chidden

    If te, or lie abroad a night?

    Beasts do no jointures lose

    they new lovers choose ;

    But hose.

    o lie in harbours,

    And not to seek lands, or not to deal h all?

    Or built fair  trees, and arbours,

    Only to lock up, or else to let them fall?

    Good is not good, unless

    A t possess,

    But dote h greediness.

    DEAR love, for nothee

    ould I his happy dream ;

    It heme

    For reason, mucoo strong for fantasy.

    t me

    My dream t not, but continuedst it.

    t so true t ts of thee suffice

    to make dreams trutories ;

    Enter tst it best,

    Not to dream all my dream, lets act t.

    As ligapers light,

    t thy noise waked me ;

    Yet I t thee

    —For t trut first sight ;

    But w my ,

    And kne my ts beyond an angels art,

    , w when

    Excess of joy  then,

    I must confess, it could not c b