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| Now by this Act of these two Phænixes [321] |
| Nature agayne restored is |
| ffor since these two are two no more |
| Theres but one Phænix still as was before |
| Rest now at last, and wee |
| As Satyres watch the Sunns vp-rise, will stay |
| Wayting when yor eyes opened let out day |
| Onely desird because yor face wee see |
| Others, neere you, shall whispring speake |
| And wagers lay at w.ch side day will breake |
| And win by obseruing then whose hand it is |
| That opens first a Curtayne, Hers, or His |
| This will bee try'd to morrow after Nyne |
| Till w.ch hower wee thy day enlarge ô Valentine |
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| Epithalamion on a Citizen. [162] |
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| The Sunne beames in the East ar spredd |
| Leaue, leaue, fayre Bride, yor solitary bedd |
| No more shall you returne to it alone |
| It nurseth Sadnesse, and yor Bodyes print, |
| Like to a Graue, the yeelding Downe doth dint. |
| you, and yor other you, meete there anon |
| Put forth put forth that warme balme-breathing thigh |
| Wich, when next time you in those sheetes will smother, |
| There it must meet another |
| W.ch never was but oft must bee more nigh |
| Come gladd from thence, goe gladder then you came |
| To night* put on Perfection and a womans name
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[CW: 2 Daughters___] |