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| The Shadow |
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| Stand still and I will reade to thee |
| A Lecture, Loue, in Loues philosophy |
| These 3 howers w.ch wee haue spent |
| Walking here, two Shadowes went |
| Along with vs w.ch wee our selues produc'd |
| But now the Sunn is iust aboue our head |
| Wee doe those shadowes tread |
| And to braue cleerenesse all things ar reduc'd. |
| So whilst our Infant Love did growe, |
| Desguises did and shadowes flowe |
| From vs and our Eares*, Now it is not so. |
| That Loue hath not attynd the least degree |
| W.ch still is vigilant least others see |
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| Except our Loue at this noone stay |
| Wee shall new Shadowes make the other way |
| As the first were made to blind |
| Other, These w.ch come behind |
| Will worke vpon our selves and blind |our| eyes |
| If our Love faynt and wWstwardly decline; |
| To mee Thou falsely |thine, |
| And I to thee |my| Actions shall desguise |
| The Morning Shadowes weare away |
| But these growe longer all the day |
| But (oh) Loues day is short if Love decay |
| Loue is a growing and full constant light |
| And his first minute after noon is night
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[CW: I scarse___ ] |