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Love's Dialect

or; Poeticall Varieties; Digested Into a Miscelanie of various fancies. Composed by Tho. Iordan
 

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A Dialogue betwixt Castadorus and Arabella in bed.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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A Dialogue betwixt Castadorus and Arabella in bed.

Arabella
Deare Castadorus let me rise
Aurora gins to leere me,

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Shee tells me I doe wantonize,

Castadorus.
I prethee sweete lye neere me.
Let red Aurora smile my deere
And Phœbus laughing follow,
Thou onely art Aurora here
Let me be thy Apollo.
It is to envie at our blisse
That they doe rise before us,
Is there such hurt in this, or this;

Arabella.
Nay fye, why Castadorus.

Castadorus.
What, Arabella can one night
Of loving dalliance tyre yee?
I could lye ever (if I might).
One houre let me desire yee.

Arabella.
Fy, fy, you hurt me, let me goe
If you so roughly use me,
What can I say, or thinke of you;
I prethee (Love) excuse me.

Castadorus.
Thy beauty and my love defend
I should ungently move thee,
Tis kisses (sweete) that I intend,
Is it not I that love thee?

Arabella.
I doe confesse it is, but then
Since you doe so importune,
That I should once lye downe agen,
Vouchsafe to draw the Curtaine

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Aurora and Apollo (too)
May visit silent fields,
By my consent they nere shall know
The blisse our pleasure yeelds.