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| Except our loue at this noone stay [f. 78v] |
| We shall new shadowes make the other way |
| As the first were made to blind |
| Others, theis wch come behind |
| Will worke vpon our selues, & blind or eyes. |
| If once loue fainte, and westwardly decline, |
| To me, thou falsly thine, |
| And I to thee myne accon̄s shall disguise, |
| The morning shaddowes weare away, |
| But theis grow longer all the day; |
| But oh, loves day is short, if loue decay: |
| Loue is a growing , or full constant light, |
| And his first minute afternoone is night.| |
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| A Valediction. |
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| As vertuous men pass mildely away, |
| And whisper to their soules to goe, |
| And some of their sad freinds do say |
| The breath goes now, & some say noe.| |
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| So lett vs melt and make noe noise |
| No teare flouds, nor sigh tempest* move, |
| Twere prophanation of our joyes |
| To tell the laytie our love |
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| Moving of thearth* brings harmes and feares
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[CW: Men] |