Astrophel and Stella: 61

Oft with true sighes, oft with vncalled teares,Now with slow words, now with dumbe eloquenceI Stellas eyes assaid, invade her eares;But this at last is her sweet breath'd defence:That who indeed in felt affection beares,So captiues to his Saint both soule and sense,That wholly hers, all selfnesse he forbeares,Then his desire he learnes his liues course thence.Now since her chast mind hates this loue in me,With chastned mind, I straight must shew that sheShall quickly me from what she hates remoue.O Doctor Cupid, thou for me reply,Driu'n else to graunt by Angels sophistrie,That I loue not, without I leaue to loue.