A Vulcan and a Venus seldom part. <br />A blacksmith never us'd to filinge art <br />Beyond a lock and key, for Venus' sake <br />Hath cut a watch soe small that sence will ake <br />In searching every wire, and subtile sphere <br />Which his industrious skill hath order'd theire: <br />It scarce outswells a nut, and is soe light <br />A Ladies eare might well indure the weight. <br />Twas for a Mistrisse: pitty not his owne, <br />And yet not pitty when her worth is knowne, <br />Or els his love that ownes her: Either's name <br />Is carv'd within the plates: the witty frame <br />Hath made their letters kiss for them, while they <br />Have like the watch one pulse, one sympathy.<br /><br />William Strode<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-a-watch-made-by-a-blacksmith/
