LOVE

Why how now Envy? dost thou hiss at Phoe bus? Your reason Envy? Out hissing Scorpion: Malicious Monster, thou incarnate Diu'll, Whose base condition, is the source of evil. Thou envious Bandog, speak and do thy worst, He that regards it; is the most accursed Say thou abortive, men-detested slave, Whose only virtue is, but to deprave Men best proceedings, speak thou squint-eide Monster, What is the cause which makes thee still misconstrue? What is the solace Envy counteth deep? Thou damned Infection; damned from thy birth. Abhorred of heaven, and odious to the earth, How canst thou ever hope to merit grace, When thy delight is but detraction base? But since there is no sign of grace in that Damned face of thine, which hell does wonder at, Love shall conjure thee; that from this time forth, Thou never frequent this Island of the North. Dive to the depth of deepest Stigian flood; There suck thou Snakes, and Snakes there suck thy blood. Or sink thou quite to the infernal deep, Where crawling Scorpions may about thee creep. And there among those vermin vile beneath, Belk up that poison which thou here dost breath. Go, I conjure thee, least I make thee feel The keenest edge of Wraths revenging steel. Burden the earth no more, thou hateful Toad With such a ponderous earth-annoying load, Go with a vengeance go, and never retire, But we are out Time in everlasting fire. No more thou Monster; hence be gone forthwith; Go ugly Monster, Loves Misanthropos, Sink down to tortour and continual woes. Heaven excludes thee; Earth abhors thy sighed, And grieves to bear the burden of thy weight. Sink to her centre, there's thy Native rest, And never more be seen to spot her breast: So, hast thee hence; and henceforth I'll direct My speech to those, whom I do best affect: Love bids you welcome that are come in love, To see our sports that Envy does reprove.