To my revenge, and to her desperate fears, br Fly, thou made bubble of my sighs and tears! br In the wild air, when thou hast roll'd about, br And, like a blasting planet, found her out; br Stoop, mount, pass by to take her eye--then glare br Like to a dreadful comet in the air: br Next, when thou dost perceive her fixed sight br For thy revenge to be most opposite, br Then, like a globe, or ball of wild-fire, fly, br And break thyself in shivers on her eye!br br Robert Herrickbr br