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A garden of graue and godlie flowers

Sonets, elegies, and epitaphs. Planted, polished, and perfected: By Mr. Alexander Gardyne
  

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[I seeme like Cynthia while thou shines I sweare]
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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[I seeme like Cynthia while thou shines I sweare]

I seeme like Cynthia while thou shines I sweare,
I am mistun'd whairas Thou sweetely sings,
And barren too, whair Thou begins to beare,
Whose Rustick Muse bot Bastard brats forth brings:
Yet what I can, Ile doe it in thy sight,
Wart but to len, a luster to thy light.
I will not prease, to pratle of thy praise,
Thy worke bears witnesse of thy wondrous worth,
Bot while I liue and when I end my daies
J most intreat thy fauour this farre forth:
About thy Garden place me neere hand by,
That J may smell thy floures whair eu'r J lye.
So shall I rest contented Jn thy fauor,
Grac'd, while J grow, In such a glorious Ground,
Whair Vertue, Wit, and worth so sweetly sauour,
Whair Eloquence and Art so much Abound:
Whair I shall proue part of thy sweet Reposes,
Surpassing sugred Myrrh and musced Roses.
Anonimos.