13.Now cease my wand'ring eyes

Now cease, my wand’ring eyes,
Strange beauties to admire;
In change least comfort lies,
Long joys yield long desire:
One faith, one love,
Makes our frail pleasures eternal and in sweetness prove;
New hopes, new joys,
Are still with sorrow declining unto deep annoys.

One man hath but one soul,
Which Art cannot divide;
If all one soul must love,
Two loves must be denied:
One soul, one love,
By faith and merit united cannot remove;
Distracted sprites
Are ever changing, and hapless in their delights.

Nature two eyes hath given,
All beauty to impart;
As well in earth as heaven,
But she hath given one heart;
That though we see
Ten thousand beauties, yet in us one should be,
One steadfast love,
Because our hearts stand fix’d although our eyes do move.