To Chloe: Who for his sake wished herself younger

    First strikes the new awaken‘d sense；The other when two souls unite，

    And we must count our life from thence：

    When you loved me and I loved you

    Then both of us were born anew.

    Love then to us new souls did give

    And in those souls did plant new powers；

    Since when another life we live，

    The breath¹ we breathe is his， not ours：

    Love makes those young whom age doth chill²，

    And whom he finds young keeps young still.