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ODE 20. ASCLEPIAD.

O sweet pittilesse eye, bewtifull, Orient!

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(Since my faith is a rocke, durable euery where:)
Smile, and shine with a glaunce, hartely me to ioye,
Bewtie taketh a place, pittie regardes it not:
Vertue findeth a throane, settled in euery part:
Pittie founde none at all, banished euery where.
Since then bewtie triumphes, chastities enemy:
And vertue cleped is, much to be pittifull:
And since that thy delight, is euer vertuous:
My teares (Parthenophe) pittie, be pittifull,
So shall men the repute great, as an holy Saint:
So shall bewtie remaine, mightely glorified:
So thy fame shall abounde, durably chronicled:
Then sweet (Parthenophe) pittie, be mercifull.