Chloe, why wish you that your years Would backwards run, til they meet mine, That perfect Likeness, which endears Things unto things, might us Combine? Our Ages so in date agree, That Twins do differ more than we.
There are two Births, the one when Light First strikes the new awak’ned sense; The Other when two Souls unite; And we must count our life from thence: When you lov’d me, and I lov’d you, Then both of us were born anew.
Love then to us did new Souls give, And in those Souls did plant new pow’rs; Since when another life we live, The Breath we breathe is his, not ours; Love makes those young, whom Age doth Chill, And whom he finds young, keeps young still.
Love, like that Angell that shall call Our bodies from the silent Grave, Unto one Age doth raise us all, None too much, none too little have; Nay that difference may be may be none, He makes two not alike, but One.
And now since you and I are such, Tell me what’s yours, and what is mine? Our Eyes, our Ears, our Taste, Smell, Touch, Do (like our Souls) in one Combine; So by this, I as well may be Too old for you, as you for me.
William Cartwright (1611-1643)
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