His Parting From Mrs. Dorothy Kennedy

When I did go from thee I felt that smartWhich bodies do when souls from them depart.Thou did'st not mind it; though thou then might'st seeMe turn'd to tears; yet did'st not weep for me.'Tis true, I kiss'd thee; but I could not hearThee spend a sigh t'accompany my tear.Methought 'twas strange that thou so hard should'st prove,Whose heart, whose hand, whose every part spake love.Prithee, lest maids should censure thee, but sayThou shed'st one tear, whenas I went away;And that will please me somewhat: though I know,And Love will swear't, my dearest did not so.