“ Love must not be, but take a body too; And therefore what thou wert, and who, I bid Love ask, and now That it assume thy body, I allow, And fix itself in thy lip, eye, and brow. Whilst thus to ballast love I thought, And so more steadily to have gone, With wares which would sink admiration, I saw I had love's pinnace overfraught; Thy every hair for love to work upon Is much too much; some fitter must be sought; For, nor in nothing, nor in things Extreme, and scattering bright, can love inhere ”
