To Admiration br br Marvel not, Love, though I thy power admire, br Ravish'd a world beyond the farthest thought, br And knowing more than ever hath been taught, br That I am only starv'd in my desire. br Marvel not, Love, though I thy power admire, br Aiming at things exceeding all perfection, br To Wisdom's self to minister correction, br That I am only starv'd in my desire. br Marvel not, Love, though I thy power admire, br Though my conceit I further seem to bend br Than possibly invention can extend, br And yet am only starv'd in my desire. br If thou wilt wonder, here's the wonder, Love: br That this to me doth yet no wonder prove.