Astrophel and Stella

What if we new beauties see,

Will they not stir new affection?

I will thinke they pictures be,

(Image-like, of saints perfection)

Poorely counterfeting thee.

But your reasons purest light

Bids you leaue such minds to be

Who is it that this darke night

Well, in absence this will dy;

Leaue to see, and leaue to wonder.

Absence sure will helpe, if I

Can learne how my selfe to sunder

But time will these thoughts remoue;

Time doth work what no man know.

Time doth as the subiect proue;

With time still the affection groweth

In the faithful turtle-doue.

Why, alas, and are you he?

Be not yet those fancies changed?

Deare, when you find change in me,

Well, in absence this will dy;

Leaue to see, and leaue to wonder.

Absence sure will helpe, if I

Can learne how my selfe to sunder

Well, in absence this will dy;

Leaue to see, and leaue to wonder.

Absence sure will helpe, if I

Can learne how my selfe to sunder

Well, in absence this will dy;

Leaue to see, and leaue to wonder.

Absence sure will helpe, if I

Can learne how my selfe to sunder

Well, in absence this will dy;

Leaue to see, and leaue to wonder.

Absence sure will helpe, if I

Can learne how my selfe to sunder