 | Ostella Or the Faction of Love and Beauty Reconcil'd |  |
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To Ostella.
I sent my Heart ev'n as my Child to thee,to be brought up, as thine shall be with me:
Be carefull of't as th' Apple of thy eye,
so shall I be of thine, or may I die,
Let mine not sorrow, I shall comfort thine;
in this we prove our Amity Divine.
But if mine droops, thine holds not up the head;
as mine doth fare, thine shall be cherished.
Mine's of a softly Nature, and may be
wound like a twig, ev'n any way by thee,
But thine more stubborn was, until in tears
I bath'd it supple, ev'n with Cares and Fears:
It would not stoop: But Heaven to Crown the end
of my sad toyl, at last, did make it bend.
And now it proves a greater joy to me,
than did mine own before it came to thee.
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