II.

LOVE'S HUMILITY.

My worthiness is all my doubt, His merit all my fear, Contrasting which, my qualities Do lowlier appear;

Lest I should insufficient prove For his beloved need, The chiefest apprehension Within my loving creed.

So I, the undivine abode Of his elect content, Conform my soul as 't were a church Unto her sacrament.

LOVE.

Love is anterior to life, Posterior to death, Initial of creation, and The exponent of breath.