h her favour,
a gracious or bad aspect turns him up or down, _Mens mea lucescit Lucia
luce tua_. Howsoever his present state be pleasing or displeasing, 'tis
continuate so long as he [5329]loves, he can do nothing, think of nothing
but her; desire hath no rest, she is his cynosure, Hesperus and vesper, his
morning and evening star, his goddess, his mistress, his life, his soul,
his everything; dreaming, waking, she is always in his mouth; his heart,
his eyes, ears, and all his thoughts are full of her. His Laura, his
Victorina, his Columbina, Flavia, Flaminia, Caelia, Delia, or Isabella,
(call her how you will) she is the sole object of his senses, the substance
of his soul, _nidulus animae suae_, he magnifies her above measure, _totus
in illa_, full of her, can breathe nothing but her. "I adore Melebaea,"
saith lovesick [5330]Calisto, "I believe in Melebaea, I honour, admire and
love my Melebaea;" His soul was soused, imparadised, imprisoned in his
lady. When [5331]Thais took her leave of Phaedria,--_mi Phaedria, et
nunquid aliud vis_? Sweet heart (she said) will you command me any further
service? he readily replied, and gave in this charge,

------"egone quid velim?
Dies noctesque ames me, me desideres,
Me somnies, me expectes, me cogites,
Me speres, me te oblectes, mecum tota sis,
Meus fac postremo animus, quando ego sum tuus."

"Dost ask (my dear) what service I will have?
To love me day and night is all I crave,
To dream on me, to expect, to think on me,
Depend and hope, still covet me to see,
Delight thyself in me, be wholly mine,
For know, my love, that I am wholly thine."

But all this needed not, you will say; if she affect once, she will be his,
settle her love on him, on him alone,

[5332] ------"illum absens absentem
Auditque videtque"------

she can, she must think and dream of nought else but him, continually of
him, as did Orpheus on his Eurydice,

"Te dulcis conjux, te solo in littore mecum,
Te veniente die, te discedente canebam."

"On thee sweet wife was all my song.
Morn, evening, and all along."

And Dido upon her Aeneas;

------"et quae me insomnia terrent,
Multa viri virtus, et plurima currit imago."

"And ever and anon she thinks upon the man
That was so fine, so fair, so blithe, so debonair."

Clitophon, in the first book of