THE INVOCATION by JOHN SUCKLING

YE juster powers of Love and Fate,
Give me the reason why
A lover cross'd,
And all hopes lost,
May not have leave to die.

It is but just, and Love needs must
Confess it is his part,
When she doth spy
One wounded lie,
To pierce the other's heart.

But yet if he so cruel be
To have one breast to hate,
If I must live,
And thus survive,
How far more cruel 's Fate?

In this same state I find too late
I am; and here 's the grief:
Cupid can cure,
Death heal, I 'm sure,
Yet neither sends relief.

To live or die, beg only I:
Just powers, some end me give;
And traitor-like
Thus force me not
Without a heart to live.

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