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His warme land, well content to think thee Page [f. 32v] |
Will haunt thee wth such lust, and hideous rage |
As Lottes faire Guestes were vex't: But none of these |
Nor spungie- hydroptique- Dutch shall thee displease |
If thou staie heere; Oh staye heere; For, for Thee |
England is onelie a worthie Gallerie |
To walke in expectac̄on, till from thence |
Our great King call thee to his presence. |
When I am gone dreame mee some happines |
Nor lett thy lookes, our long hidd loue confesse, |
Nor praise, nor dispraise Mee: blesse or Curse |
Openlie, loues force: Nor in bedd fright thy Nurse |
With midnight* startinges, Crying out Oh, oh, |
Nurse,* My loue is slayne: I saw him goe |
Or'e the whyte Alpes alone, I sawe him, I |
Assaild, fight, taken, stab'd, bleede, fall, and die. |
Augur mee better Chaunce, Except dread Iove |
Thinke it enoughe for Mee, t' haue had thy loue. |
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Elegie. |
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Natures laye-Ideott, I taught thee, to love, |
And in that sophistrie; oh thou did'st* prove |
Too subtle: Foole! Thou didst not vnderstand
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