To bring again to softness thy hard heart
Is past my art.
Ice may relent to water in a thaw;
But stone made flesh Loves Chymistry ne're saw.
Therefore by thinking on thy hardness, I
Will petrify;
And so within our double Quarryes Wombe,
10Dig our Loves Tombe.
Thus strangely will our difference agree;
And, with our selves, amaze the world, to see