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| Sonnets and Songs |
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| Vpon the parting from his M.rs |
| Valediction . | . |
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| As vertuous Men passe mildly away [245] |
| And whisper to theyr soules to goe |
| Whilst some of theyr sadd frinds doe say |
| The breath goes now, and some say No |
| So let vs melt and make no noyse |
| No Teare-floods, nor Sigh-tempests moue |
| T'were prophanation to our Ioyes |
| To tell the Layty of our Loue. |
| Mouings of th' earth cause harmes and feares |
| Men recken what it did and ment |
| But Trepidation of the Spheares. |
| Though greater far is innocent |
| Dull Sublunary Louers loue |
| Whose soule is sense, cannot admitt |
| Absence, because it doth remoue |
| Those things w.ch elemented it |
| But wee by loue so much refind |
| As our selues knowe not what it is |
| Inter-assured of the mind |
| Care lesse eyes lipps and hands to misse |
| Our two Soules, then, wch ar but one |
| Though I must part, endure not yet |
| A breach, but an expansion |
| As Gold to ayry Thinnesse beate.
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