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Song 2
When as the skillfull archer false
Inflam'd and pearc'd by craftie arte
Leanders hart and Heros als
By his so firie golden darte
Fra Cupide blinde assailde
With bowe and shaft
His will they neuer failde
Such was his craft.
Inflam'd and pearc'd by craftie arte
Leanders hart and Heros als
By his so firie golden darte
Fra Cupide blinde assailde
With bowe and shaft
His will they neuer failde
Such was his craft.
And euer from that tyme agoe
There loue to others neuer past
Whill fortune was there mortall foe
And made them perishe both at last
The raging seas they war
Twixt them a barr
There cheefest toyle and caire
To swimme so farr.
There loue to others neuer past
Whill fortune was there mortall foe
And made them perishe both at last
The raging seas they war
Twixt them a barr
There cheefest toyle and caire
To swimme so farr.
Bot liker is my fortune raire
Since seas diuydes ws not at all
To Piramus and Thisbe faire
Deuyded onlie by a wall
Which in it hade a bore
Wherethrough they spake
Which of a chance before
Dame fortune brake.
Since seas diuydes ws not at all
To Piramus and Thisbe faire
Deuyded onlie by a wall
Which in it hade a bore
Wherethrough they spake
Which of a chance before
Dame fortune brake.
The verrie like did ws befall
As them of whome I shewe before
We distant are by such a wall
And often spacke by such a bore
Whill enuie called a naile
There through so strate
As made our moyen faile
To speake of late.
As them of whome I shewe before
We distant are by such a wall
And often spacke by such a bore
Whill enuie called a naile
There through so strate
As made our moyen faile
To speake of late.
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