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Elegy. 2.
Once, and but once, found in thy company [115]
All thy supposed scapes ar layd on mee
And as a theefe at barr is questiond there
By all the men that haue bin robbd that yeare:
So am I (by this traytrous meanes surprised)
By thy Hydropique father catechized.
Though hee had wont to search with glazed eyes
As though hee came to kill a Cocatrice
Though hee hath oft sworne that hee would remoue
Thy beautyes beawty, and food of our loue
Hope of his goods, if I with thee were seene
Yet close and secret as our soules wee haue been.
Though thy im̀„ortall Mother w.ch doth lye
Still buryed in her bedd, yet will not dye
Take this advantage, to sleepe out day light
And watch thy entryes and returnes at night
And when shee takes thy hand, and would seeme kind
Doth search what rings and armelets shee can find
And kissing notes the colour of thy face
And fearing least th'art swolne, doth thee embrace
And, to trye if thou long, doth name strange meats
And notes thy palenesse, blushings, sighs, and sweats
And politiquely will to thee confesse
The sinnes of her owne youths ranke lustinesse.
Yet loue those sorceryes did remoue, and moue
Thee to gull thine owne Mother for my loue.
Thy little brethren, w.ch like fayry sprights
Oft skipt into our chamber those sweete nights
And kissd and dandled on thy fathers knee
Were bribd to tell next day what they did see

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