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25. To her obtain'd.
Past are my sighs, and woes, complaints, and tears,Nor am I longer subject to my fears;
Her frowns no more strike terrour to my soul,
Though I was wounded she hath made me whole.
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Am now enrol'd, and march triumphantly
Ore all the Crosses that before did stay,
And hinder me to enter in this way,
And sing the Boy-Gods praise, who (wanting sight)
Shot at my Mistress and did hit the White.
My happiness is such, that Times to come
Shall not complain I of my joys was dumbe.
Let him whose Mistress is deform'd or old,
Not worth a Sonnet nor a Line, withhold:
Or (if on such an heap of years, or sad
Chaos of features, he will needs run mad;
Loose the true judgement of his eyes, or think
That Channel water's Nectar he doth drink)
Let him profess he's happy ne're so much,
The World that sees her cannot think him such.
'Twere fondness in me, that what ere my youth
Writ in her praise I now should say was truth;
I would not if I could: but to be just
To her, and to my self, thus much I must.
I'm so far from repenting of my choice,
That every day she's dearer in mine eyes.
Dear heart! and dearer to me then mine heart!
We'l live in love, and in our loves depart.
The World shall bless our Fates, and they that come
Into sad bonds, wish happy Lovers dumb.
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