The Countesse of Mountgomeries Urania Written by the right honorable the Lady Mary Wroath |
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The Countesse of Mountgomeries Urania | ||
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Cruell Suspition, O! be now at rest,
Let daily torments bring to thee some stay,
Alas, make not my ill thy ease-full pray,
Nor giue loose raines to Rage, when Loue's opprest.
Let daily torments bring to thee some stay,
Alas, make not my ill thy ease-full pray,
Nor giue loose raines to Rage, when Loue's opprest.
I am by care sufficiently distrest,
No Racke can stretch my heart more, nor a way
Can I finde out, for least content to lay
One happy foot of ioy, one step that's blest.
No Racke can stretch my heart more, nor a way
Can I finde out, for least content to lay
One happy foot of ioy, one step that's blest.
But to my end thou fly'st with greedy eye,
Seeking to bring griefe by base Iealousie;
O, in how strange a Cage am I kept in?
Seeking to bring griefe by base Iealousie;
O, in how strange a Cage am I kept in?
No little signe of fauour can I prooue,
But must be way'd, and turn'd to wronging loue,
And with each humour must my state begin.
But must be way'd, and turn'd to wronging loue,
And with each humour must my state begin.
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