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| Stars by the sunne, are not ēlargd but showen, [f. 96] |
| Gentle love deeds, as blossomes on a bough |
| From loves awakened root, doe bud out now; |
| If as in water stirrd, more Circles be, |
| Producd by one, love such additions take, |
| Those, like to many spheares, but one heaven make, |
| For they are all Concentrique vnto thee; |
| And though each spring doe add to loue new heate, |
| As Princes doe in tyme of accōns* gett |
| New Taxes, and remitt them not in peace, |
| No winter shall abate the springs encrease.| |
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| Love, any devill else but yow, |
| Would for a given soule give something too. |
| At Court your fellowes every day |
| Give thart of Rhiming, huntsmanship and play, |
| For them, who weare their owne before, |
| Only I haue nothing, wch gave more, |
| But am alas, by being lowly, lower.| |
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| I aske not dispensacōn now |
| To satisfie* a Teare or vowe |
| I doe not sue from thee to draw |
| A non obstante on natures law, |
| Theis are prerogatives; They inhere,
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