| I WONDER by my troth, what thou and I | |
| Did, till we loved ? were we not wean'd till then ? | |
| But suck'd on country pleasures, childishly ? | |
| Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers' den ? | |
| 'Twas so ; but this, all pleasures fancies be ; | 5 |
| If ever any beauty I did see, | |
| Which I desired, and got, 'twas but a dream of thee. | |
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| And now good-morrow to our waking souls, | |
| Which watch not one another out of fear ; | |
| For love all love of other sights controls, | 10 |
| And makes one little room an everywhere. | |
| Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone ; | |
| Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown ; | |
| Let us possess one world ; each hath one, and is one. | |
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| My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears, | 15 |
| And true plain hearts do in the faces rest ; | |
| Where can we find two better hemispheres | |
| Without sharp north, without declining west ? | |
| Whatever dies, was not mix'd equally ; | |
| If our two loves be one, or thou and I | 20 |
| Love so alike that none can slacken, none can die. | |