16.
A young Man's conceit to his dear Love, being
wrought on a Scarf.
This Scarf is but an emblem of my love;
Which I have sent, with full intent my service to approve.
17.
Another wherein the Lover seeketh her Love.
One was the Bow, one was the Dart,
That wounded us both to the heart:
Then since we both do feel one pain,
Let one love cure us both again!
18.
A young Man's Posy to his Sweetheart shewing
that love is most violent in absence.
Love is a flame that, with a violent desire,
Doth burn us most when we are farthest from the fire.
19.
As those that die are said for to depart;
So when you went away, all life forsook my heart:
For though with inward pain, I draw my very breath;
Yet this I will maintain, Departure is a Death.
20.
A Lover coming into a Maiden's chamber in her absence,
did write this Posy on her Looking-Glass.
In this same Looking-Glass, my watery eyes I see;
But I do wish that thou couldst shew her cheerful eyes to me.
Yet why do I accuse thee here?
'Tis not thy fault! for thou art clear!