Such as retired from sight of men, like thee
By penance seek the joys of heaven to win;
In deserts make their paradise begin:
And even among wild beasts do Angels see.
In such a place my soul doth seem to be
When in my body she laments her sin:
And none but brutal pa**ions finds therein,
Except they be sent down from heaven to mee.
Yet if those graces God to me impart,
Which he inspired thy blessed breast withal;
I may find heaven in my retired heart:
And if thou change the object of my love,
The winged affection which men Cupid call
May get his sight & like an Angel prove.