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[Stay holy fires]

Stay holy fires
Of my desires
Flame nott soe fast;
My loves butt young
From bud new sprunge
Scarce knowes loves taste,
Flames showld nott rise
Till sacrifies
Were reddy made;
A love scarce greene
Was never seene
In withring shade,
Stray till 't'is blowne
If then orethrowne
With curst denyes;
Poore hart swell'out
Send flames about
With murdering eyes,
Summon all men
To Court agen
Wher loves inthround,
If they persist
And smiles resist,
While chast love is scornd,
Then spoile their harts
With fierce lovs darts,
And with that store
Of harts which shakes
Make martir stakes
Still framing more,
Then with thos eyes
Wher all truth lies
A blaze of fire frame,
As Heccatombbe
For victors doombe
To true loves name,
Soe holy fires
Of my desirs
May rise, and flame
Pheanix for truth

201

Consum'de in youth
Burnt to loves fame.