The Phanseys of William Cavendish Marquis of Newcastle addressed to Margaret Lucas and her Letters in reply: Edited by Douglas Grant |
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The Knowne Love
Lord, how we strive in love; shall we so still?
You know without you I have not a will;
Pray you command me then, both night and day,
Since my will is, still your will to obay.
I can not live contented, pleas'd with thee,
Except you totally doe governe mee;
Pray you now doe. Alas, tis but a toy;
Can you not doo't, my deer? sweet, doo't, my Joy.
For my sake pray you grant it; then, wherfore,
For that your bounty, I'le ne're aske you more,
For all is sayd in that; then agree still
But with your selfe; we havinge but one will
Shall still agree, since that will too is thyne;
Soles married thus, as bodys doe Combine.
This is not weaknes; Wisdome I dare owne;
Thus two is justly, onely thus made one.
For my love thus you need no fayth, t'is true,
No false fayn'd words; thus you know I love you.
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