If thus she cares for things even voyd of sence;
Shall we suspect in us her providence?
To Castara.
What can the freedome of our love enthrall?
Castara were we dispossest of all
The gifts of fortune; richer yet than she
Can make her slaves, wee'd in each other be.
Love in himselfe's a world. If we should have
A mansion but in some forsaken cave;