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Here Statesmen (or of them, they which can read) May of their occupation finde the grounds, Loue, and theire Art alike it deadly wounds If to consider what tis one proceede In both they doe excell, Who the present gouerne well, Whose weaknesse none doth or dares tell, In this thy booke, such will their nothings see As in the Byble some can finde out Alchymie. Thus vent thy thoughts: abroad Ile studdie thee: As hee remoues farr off, that great heights takes How greate Loue is, presence best triall makes But absence tries how longe this loue will bee To take a Latitude Sun or Starrs are fittest viewd Att their brightest. But to conclude Of Longitudes, what other waie haue wee But to marke when, and where the darke Eclipses bee. As vertuous men pass mildly awaie And whisper to their Soules to goe; And some of their sad freinds doe saie, The breath goes now, and some saies noe; Soe lett vs melt and make no noyse Noe teare floods nor sigh tempests moue Twere profanation of our Ioyes To tell the Laitie our loue. |
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