In Nature, Apt To Like, When I Did See Beauties Which Were Of Many Carrets Fine, My Boiling Sprites Did Thither Then Incline, And, Loue, I Thought That I Was Full Of Thee: But Finding Not Those Restlesse Flames In Mee, Which Others Said Did Make Their Souls To Pine, I Thought Those Babes Of Some Pinnes Hurt Did Whine, By My Soul Iudging What Loues Paine Might Be. But While I Thus With This Young Lion Plaid, Mine Eyes (Shall I Say Curst Or Blest?) Beheld Stella: Now She Is Nam'D, Neede More Be Said? In Her Sight I A Lesson New Haue Speld. I Now Haue Learnd Loue Right, And Learnd Euen So As They That Being Poysond Poyson Know.