Secrecy in Love Pledged

Fear not (dear Love) that I’ll reveal
Those houres of pleasure we two steal;
No eye shall see, nor yet the sun
Descry, what thou and I have done;
No ear shall hear our love, but we 
Silent as the night will be;
The god of love himself (whose dart
Did first wound mine, and then thy heart)
Shall never know, that we can tell, 
What sweets in stoln embraces dwell:
This only meanes may find it out,
If when I die, physicians doubt
What caus’d my death, and there to view
Of all their judgments which was true,
Rip up my heart, o then, I fear,
The world will see thy picture there.