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.