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ELEGIE VII.
Youth full of errour, whether doest thou hayle me?Downe to the dungeon of myne owne conceite:
Let me before take some deuine receite,
For will I know my gaoler will not bayle me:
Then if thou fauour not, all helpes will fayle me,
That fearefull dungeon poysoned with dispaire
Affordes no casement to receaue sweet ayer,
There ougly visions euer will apayle me
Vayne youth misguideth soone with loues deceite
Deeming false painted lookes most firmely fayre.
Now to remorselesse iudges must I sewe
For gracious pardon, whiles they do repeate
Your bold presumption, threatning me with you:
Yet am I innocent, though none bewayle me.
Ah pardon, pardon, childish youth did vew
Those two forbidden apples which they wish't for,
And children long for that with once the rew.
Suffice he found repentance which he fish't for
With great expence of bates, and golden hookes.
Those liuing apples do the suite pursue
And are you Iudges, see their angry lookes
VVhere vnderneath that wrath-full Canopie
The vse to open their condemning bookes:
Expect now nothing but extremitie,
Since they be Iudges, and in their owne cause.
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Ruling with rigour (as they list) their lawes
Oh graunt some pittie, plac'd in pitties hall!
Since our forefather for the like offence
With vs receiu'd sufficient recompence,
For two fayre apples, which procur'd his fall:
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