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Elegie on his Mistris. |
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By our first strange and fatall interview |
By all desires which thereof did ensue, |
By our long starving hopes, by that remorse |
Which my words masculine perswasive force |
Begot in thee, and by the memory |
Of hurts, which spies and rivals threatned me, |
I calmely beg. But by thy fathers wrath, |
By all paines, which want and divorcement hath, |
I conjure thee, and all the oathes which I |
And thou have sworne to seale joynt constancy, |
Here I unsweare, and overswear them thus, |
Thou shalt not love by wayes so dangerous. |
Temper, ô faire Love, loves impetuous rage, |
Be my true Mistris still, not my faign'd Page; |
I'll goe, and, by thy kinde leave, leave behinde |
Thee, onely worthy to nurse in my minde, |
Thirst to come backe; ô if thou die before, |
My soule from other lands to thee shall soare, |
Thy (else Almighty) beautie cannot move |
Rage from the Seas, nor thy love teach them love, |
Nor tame wilde Boreas harshnesse; Thou hast reade |
How roughly hee in peeces shivered |
Faire Orithea, whom he swore he lov'd. |
Fall ill or good, 'tis madnesse to have prov'd |
Dangers unurg'd; Feed on this flattery, |
That absent Lovers one in th'other be.
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[CW: Dissemble] |