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XXXI. [THE PERVERSITIE OF HIS INCLINATIONES THROU LOVE.]
My fansie feeds vpon the sugred gall;
Against my will, my weill does work my wo;
My cairfull chose does chuse to keep me thrall;
My frantik folie fannis vpon my fo:
My lust alluirs my licorous lippis to taist
The bait vharin the suttle hook is plaic't.
Against my will, my weill does work my wo;
My cairfull chose does chuse to keep me thrall;
My frantik folie fannis vpon my fo:
My lust alluirs my licorous lippis to taist
The bait vharin the suttle hook is plaic't.
My hungry hope doth heap my hevy hap;
My syndrie sutes procuris the mair disdane;
My stedfast steppis ȝit slydis into the trap;
My tryed treuth intanglis me in trane:
I spy the snair, and will not bakuards go;
My resone ȝeelds, and ȝit sayis na thairto.
My syndrie sutes procuris the mair disdane;
My stedfast steppis ȝit slydis into the trap;
My tryed treuth intanglis me in trane:
I spy the snair, and will not bakuards go;
My resone ȝeelds, and ȝit sayis na thairto.
In plesand path I tred vpon the snaik;
My flamming thrist I quench with venemous wyne;
In daintie dish I do the poyson tak;
My langour bids me rather eit nor pyne:
I sau, I sett—no flour nor fruit I find;
I prik my hand, ȝit leavis the rose behind.
My flamming thrist I quench with venemous wyne;
In daintie dish I do the poyson tak;
My langour bids me rather eit nor pyne:
I sau, I sett—no flour nor fruit I find;
I prik my hand, ȝit leavis the rose behind.
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