SONNET. IIII.

Two stars there are in one faire firmament,
     (Of some intitled Ganymedes sweet face)
     VVhich other stars in brightnes doe disgrace,
As much as Po in clearenes passeth Trent.
Nor are they common natur'd stars� for why,
     These stars whe~ other shine vaile their pure light,
     And when all other vanish out of sight,
They adde a glory to the worlds great eie,
By these two stars my life is onely led,
     In them I place my ioy, in them my pleasure,
     Loues piercing Darts, & Natures precious treasure
VVith their sweet foode my fainting soule is fed:
     Then when my sunne is absent from my sight
     How can it chuse (with me) but be darke night?