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27. [Love-Rapture.]

All my witte hath will enwrappèd.
All my sence desire entrappèd,
All my faith to fancy fixèd,
All my joye to loue annexèd,
All my loue I offer thee.
Once for all yett looke one me.
Let me see that heavnely feature
Oh heavnes, what a heavnelie creature!
All the powres of heavne preserue thee,
All the powres on earthe do serue thee,
Princesse' will, [and] goddesse' place,
Blessèd be that Angells face.
Looke oh Angell, looke vpon me,
See howe I am woe begone me!
Of both witt and sence depriuèd,
But of thee to be revivèd;
Thow that art the shepperdes story
In thy pittie shewe thy eye;
I can saie no more but this
In thie loue my livinge is.
Finis.