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ix. To an Owle.
Ascalaphus tell mee,So may nights courtaine long tyme couer Thee,
So yuie euer maye
From irksome light keep chamber thyne and bed,
And in moones liurey cled
So mayst thou scorne the Quiristeres of Daye:
When plaining thou dost staye
Neare to the sacred window of my deare,
Dost euer thou her heare
To wake, and steale swift houres from drowsye sleep?
And when shee wakes, doth ere a stollen sigh creep
Into thy listning Eare?
If that deafe God doth yet her carelesse keep,
In lowder notes My Grief with thyne expresse,
Till by thy shrickes shee thinke on my distresse.
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