With vs more Eastward, surely you deuise,
    By your strong Magicke, that the Sunne shall rise 70
    Where now it setts, and that in some few yeares
    You’l alter quite the Motion of the Spheares. 
      Yes, and you meane, I shall complaine my loue
    To grauell’d Walkes, or to a stupid Groue,
    Now your companions; and that you the while
    (As you are cruell) will sit by and smile,
    To make me write to these, while Passers by,
    Sleightly looke in your louely face, where I
    See Beauties heauen, whilst silly blockheads, they
    Like laden Asses, plod vpon their way, 80
    And wonder not, as you should point a Clowne
    Vp to the Guards, or Ariadnes Crowne;
    Of Constellations, and his dulnesse tell. 
    Hee’d thinke your words were certainly a Spell;
    Or him some piece from Creet, or Marcus show,
    In all his life which till that time ne’r saw
    Painting:  except in Alehouse or old Hall
    Done by some Druzzler, of the Prodigall. 
      Nay doe, stay still, whilst time away shall steale
    Your youth, and beautie, and your selfe conceale 90
    From me I pray you, you haue now inur’d
    Me to your absence, and I haue endur’d
    Your want this long, whilst I haue starued bine
    For your short Letters, as you helde it sinne
    To write to me, that to appease my woe,
    I reade ore those, you writ a yeare agoe,
    Which are to me, as though they had bin made,
    Long time before the first Olympiad. 
      For thankes and curt’sies sell your presence then
    To tatling Women, and to things like men, 100
    And be more foolish then the Indians are
    For Bells, for Kniues, for Glasses, and such ware,
    That sell their Pearle and Gold, but here I stay,
    So I would not haue you but come away.

To Master GEORGE SANDYS

Treasurer for the English Colony in VIRGINIA

      Friend, if you thinke my Papers may supplie
    You, with some strange omitted Noueltie,
    Which others Letters yet haue left vntould,
    You take me off, before I can take hould
    Of you at all; I put not thus to Sea,
    For two monthes Voyage to Virginia,
    With newes which now, a little something here,
    But will be nothing ere it can come there. 
    I feare, as I doe Stabbing; this word, State,
    I dare not speake of the Palatinate, 10
    Although some men make it their hourely theame,
    And talke what’s done in Austria, and in Beame,
    I may not so; what Spinola intends,
    Nor with his Dutch, which way Prince Maurice bends;
    To other men, although these