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Henry King - The Vow-Breaker
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VVhen first the Magick of thine ey, 
Usurpt upon my liberty, 
Triumphing in my hearts spoyl, thou 
Didst lock up thine in such a vow; 
When I prove false, may the bright day 
Be govern`d by the Moons pale ray! 
(As I too well remember) This 
Thou said`st, and seald`st it with a kiss. 
O Heavens! and could so soon that Ty 
Relent in slack Apostacy? 
Could all thy Oaths, and morgag`d trust, 
Vanish? like letters form`d in dust 
Which the next wind scatters. Take heed, 
Take heed Revolter; know this deed 
Hath wrong`d the world, which will fare worse 
By thy Example then thy Curse. 
Hide that false Brow in mists. Thy shame 
Ne`re see light more, but the dimme flame 
Of funeral Lamps. Thus sit and moane, 
And learn to keep thy guilt at home. 
Give it no vent; for if agen 
Thy Love or Vowes betray more men, 
At length (I fear) thy perjur`d breath 
Will blow out day, and waken Death.
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