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My two lipps eyes thighs differ from thy two [231] |
But so as thine from one another doe |
And (oh) no more; the likenesse beeing such, |
Why should they not alike in all parts touch? |
Hand to strange hand, lipp to lipp none denyes. |
Why should thy Brest to brest or thighs to thighs? |
Likenesse begets such strange selfe flattery |
That touching my selfe, all seemes donne to thee |
My selfe I embrace and my owne hands I kisse |
And amorously thanke my selfe for this |
Mee in my Glasse I call thee. But alas |
When I would kisse, Teares dim̄e my sight and Glasse: |
O cure this louing madnesse and restore |
Mee to mee, thee, my Halfe, my All, my more |
So may thy Cheekes redd outweare Scarlet dye |
And theyr White Whitenesse of the Galaxy |
So may thy mighty amazing beauty moue |
Enuy in all woemen and in all men love |
And so bee change and sicknesse far from thee |
As thou by com̄ing neere keepst them from mee. |
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So did I humbly reverence each degree |
Of Fayre Greate Good; but more, now I am come |
From hauing found theyr walkes to find theyr home. |
And as I owe my first soules thankes that they |
ffor my last soule did fitt and mould my clay: |
So am I debtour vnto them whose worth |
Enabled mee to profit and take forth |
This new greate lesson thus to study you |
Which, none not reading others first, could doe
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