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As Lots fayre guests were vexd. But none of these [128]
Nor spungy Hydropique Dutch shall thee displease
If thou stay heere. Ô stay heere. for, for thee
England is onely a worthy Gallery,
To walke in expectation till from thence
Our greatest King call thee to his presence.
When I am gon, dreame mee some happinesse
Nor let thy lookes our long-hidd loue confesse.
Nor prayse, nor disprayse mee, nor blesse, nor curse
Openly Loues force, nor in bedd fright thy Nurse
With Midnights startings, crying out, oh oh
Nurse, ô my Loue is slayne, I sawe him goe
O're the white Alpes alone, I sawe him I,
Assayld, fight, taken, stabbd, bleed, fall, and dye.
Augure mee better chance except dread Ioue
Thinke it enough for mee to haue had thy loue.|
Elegie .10.
Heere take |my| Picture, though I bidd farewell
|Thine| in my heart, where my soule dwells shall dwell
Tis like mee, now, but, I dead, t'will bee more
When wee are shadowes both then t'was before
When weather beaten I come back, my hand
Perhaps with rude oares torne, or Sunne beames tan'd
My face and brest of hayre cloth, and my head
With cares harsh suddayne hoarinesse or'espredd
My body a sack of bones broken within
And powders blew staynes scatterd on my skin.

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