Goe! hunt the whiter Ermine! and present His wealthy skin, as this dayes Tribute sent To my Endimion's Love; Though she be farre More gently smooth, more soft than Ermines are! Goe! climbe that Rock! and when thou there hast found A Starre, contracted in a Diamond, Give it Endimion's Love; whose lasting Eyes, Out-looke the Starry Jewells of the Skies! Goe! dive into the Southern Sea! and when Th'ast found (to trouble the nice sight of Men) A swelling Pearle; and such whose single worth, Boasts all the wonders which the Seas bring forth; Give it Endimion's Love! whose ev'ry Teare, Would more enrich the skillfull Jeweller. How I command? how slowly they obey? The churlish Tartar, will not hunt to day: Nor will that lazy, sallow-Indian strive To climbe the Rock, nor that dull Negro dive. Thus Poets like to Kings (by trust deceiv'd) Give oftner what is heard off, than receiv'd.
