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Shee floutes her channell, w.ch thencforth growes drye [120] |
Then, say I, That is shee, and this am I. |
Yet let not thy deepe bitternesse beget |
Carelesse dispayre in mee, for that will whet |
My mind to scorne, and ô Loue dulld with payne |
Was ner'e so wise or well armd as disdayne. |
Then with new eyes I shall suruay thee, and spie |
Death in thy cheekes and darkenesse in thine eye. |
Though hope breede fayth and loue, thus taught, I shall |
(As nations doe from Rome) from thy loue fall |
My hate shall outgrowe thine, and vtterly |
I will renounce thy dalliance, and when I |
Am the Recusant, in that resolute state |
What hurts it mee to bee excom̄unicate?| |
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Elegie. 5.| |
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Natures lay Idiot I taught thee to loue |
And in that sophistry, ô, thou dost proue |
Too subtill a Foole, Thou didst not vnderstand |
The mistick language of the eye or hand |
Nor couldst thou iudge the difference of the Ayre |
Of sighs, and say, this lies, this shewes* dispayre |
Nor by th'Eyes water knowe* a malady |
Desprately hot or changing feauerously |
I had not taught thee then the Alphabet |
Of flowers how they deuisefully beeing set |
And bound vp, migtht with speechelesse secrecy |
Deliuer errands mutely and mutually
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