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| Or sin by tempting, or, not daring that, |
| By wishing, though they never told her what. |
| Thus mightst thou'have slain more souls hadst thou not crost |
| Thy self, and to triumph, thine army lost. |
| Yet though these waies be lost, thou hast left one, |
| Which is, immoderate grief that she is gone: |
| But we may scape that sin, yet weep as much, |
| Our tears are due, because we are not such. |
| Some tears that knot of friends, her death must cost, |
| Because the chain is broke, though no link lost. |
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| Elegie. |
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| By our first strange and fatal interview |
| By all desires which thereof did ensue, |
| By our long striving 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 calmly beg. But by thy fathers wrath, |
| By all pains, which want and divorcement hath, |
| I conjure thee; and all the oaths which I |
| And thou have sworn to seal joynt constancy, |
| I here unswear, and overswear them thus, |
| Thou shalt not love by means so dangerous. |
| Temper, O fair love, loves impetuous rage, |
| Be my true Mistris, not my faigned Page; |
| I'll go, and, by thy kind leave, leave behinde |
| Thee, only worthy to nurse in my mind, |
| Thirst to come back; O if thou die before, |
| My soul from other lands to thee shall soar, |
| Thy (else almighty) beauty cannot move |
| Rage from the Seas, nor thy love teach them love,
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[CW: Nor] |