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ELEGIE X.
In quiet silence of the shadie night,All places free from noyse of men, and dogges,
When Phoebe caried in her chariot bright
Had clear'd the mistie vapours, and night fogges:
Then (when no care the quiet shepheard clogges,
Hauing his flocke safe fodder'd in the fould)
A liuely vision to my fancies sight
Appear'd, which me thought wake I did behould,
A fierie boye, outmatching the moone light,
VVho softly wispering in mine eare, had tould
There thou thy fayre Parthenophe may see:
I quickly turning, in an hebene bedde,
VVith sable couering and blacke curtanes spredde,
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Thee thee Parthenophe left almost dedde
(Paile cold, with feare) I did behold ay mee!
Ah me! left almost sencelesse in my bed:
My groanes perceiu'd by those which neare me lay,
By them with much ado recouered:
VVhich fearefull vision so did me afray
That (in a furie set beside my witte)
Sicke as before, me thought I saw thee yitt:
Venus thy face there couered with a vayle,
Mine hart with horror chilles, to thinke on it:
The graces kist thy lippes and went away.
Then I with furious raging did assaile
To kisse thee, least thou should depart before,
And then (in sight of those which there did stand)
Thinking that I should neuer see thee more,
Mistaking thee, I kist a fire-brande:
Burnt with the fire (my sences which did fayle
Freshly recall'd into their wittes againe)
I found it was a dreame, but sweet expound it,
For that strange dreame, with teares renewes my paine,
And I shall neuer rest, till I haue found it.
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