Farewel to Unsubstantial Joyes,
Ye Gilded Nothings,Gaudy Toyes,
Too long ye have my Soul misled,
Too long with Aiery Diet fed:
But now my Heart ye shall no more
Deceive,as you have heretofore:
for when I hear such Sirens sing,
Like lthica's fore-warned King,
Will so my Will and Fancy tye,
That stronger to the Mast not he,
Than I to Reason bound will be:
And though your Witchcrafts strike my Ear,
Unhurt,like him,your Charms I'll hear.