| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Restoration Verse. 1910. | | | | Husbandry | | By William Hammond (fl. 1655) |
| | | WHEN I began my Love to sow, | |
| Because with Venus’ doves I plow’d, | |
| Fool that I was, I did not know | |
| That frowns for furrows were allow’d. | |
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| The broken heart to make clods torn | 5 |
| By the sharp arrows of Disdain, | |
| Crumbled by pressing rolls of Scorn, | |
| Gives issue to the springing grain. | |
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| Coyness shuts Love into a stove; | |
| No frost-bound lands their own heat feed: | 10 |
| Neglect sits brooding upon Love, | |
| As pregnant snow on winter-seed. | |
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| The harvest is not till we two | |
| Shall into one contracted be; | |
| Love’s crop alone doth richer grow, | 15 |
| Decreasing to identity. | |
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| All other things not nourish’d are | |
| But by Assimilation: | |
| Love, in himself and diet spare, | |
| Grows fat by Contradiction. | 20 | | | |
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