Best image of myself and dearer half.

Who overcomes by force, hath overcome but half his foe.

Such strains as would have won the ear / Of Pluto, to have quite set free / His half-regained Eurydice.

Who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image, but thee who destroys a good book, kills reason its self.

My fairest, my espoused, my latest found, / Heaven's last best gift, my ever new delight.

Implied / Subjection, but required with gentle sway / And by her yielded, by him best received; / Yielded with coy submission, modest pride, / And sweet reluctant amorous delay.