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9. [Mine only Princesse.]

Faire, fairer then the fairest!
Oh hart how thow dispairest!
Yitt beawtie is not pitiles
And therefore be not comfortles.
Oh eies that starres resemble!
Oh sences, howe ye tremble!
Yitt neuer feare your blindnes,
They are but lightes of kindnes.
Oh face of heavnely feature!
Oh dye not wretched creature!
The comfort neuer dyeth
That in her favor lyeth.
Oh gracious heavnely goddesse!
Evne of thy heavnely goodnesse
Cast one good looke vppon me,
That am thus wo begon̄ me.
That I may saie and vowe itt,
And reason may allow itt;
If anie helpe the helpeles
It is mine only Princesse.
Finis.