Now, like two fountains, trickle down:
Now, like two floods o’er-run and drown:
Thus let your streams o’erflow your springs,
Till eyes and tears be the same things;
And each the other’s difference bears; 55
These weeping eyes, those seeing tears.
Andrew Marvell.
LXXX
TO MY WORTHY FRIEND MASTER GEORGE SANDYS, ON HIS TRANSLATION OF THE PSALMS.
I press not to the choir, nor dare I greet
The holy place with my unhallowed feet;