And, though the Course, which I obliquely runne,
Oft brings my outward Fortunes to the Waine,
My Light shall, one day, bee renew'd againe.
Yea, though to some, I quite may seeme to lose
My Light; because, my follies interpose
Their shadowes to eclipse it: yet, I know,
My Crescents, will increase, and fuller, grow.
Assoone as in the Flesh, I beeing had,
I mooved on in Courses retrograde,
And, thereby lost my Splendor: but, I feele