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XVII.
[Your faire lookes enflame my desire]
Your faire lookes enflame my desire:
Quench it againe with love.
Stay, O strive not still to retire,
Doe not inhumane prove.
If love may perswade,
Loves pleasures, deere, denie not;
Heere is a silent grovie shade:
O tarrie then, and flie not.
Quench it againe with love.
Stay, O strive not still to retire,
Doe not inhumane prove.
If love may perswade,
Loves pleasures, deere, denie not;
Heere is a silent grovie shade:
O tarrie then, and flie not.
Have I seaz'd my heavenly delight
In this unhaunted grove?
Time shall now her furie requite
With the revenge of love.
Then come, sweetest, come,
My lips with kisses gracing:
Here let us harbour all alone,
Die, die in sweete embracing.
In this unhaunted grove?
Time shall now her furie requite
With the revenge of love.
Then come, sweetest, come,
My lips with kisses gracing:
Here let us harbour all alone,
Die, die in sweete embracing.
Will you now so timely depart,
And not returne againe?
Your sight lends such life to my hart
That to depart is paine.
Feare yeelds no delay,
Securenes helpeth pleasure:
Then, till the time gives safer stay,
O farewell, my lives treasure!
And not returne againe?
Your sight lends such life to my hart
That to depart is paine.
Feare yeelds no delay,
Securenes helpeth pleasure:
Then, till the time gives safer stay,
O farewell, my lives treasure!
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