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xxi. Chloris enamoured.
Amintas, now at lastThou art reuengd of all my rigor past;
The scorning of the, softnesse of thy hart,
Thy longings, causefull teares,
Doe double griefe each day to mee impart.
I am not what I was,
And in my Miseries I thyne doe glasse;
Ah! now in perfect yeares,
E'r Reason could my coming harmes descrie,
Made loues fond Taper flie,
I burne mee thinkes in sweet & fragrant flame:
Aske mee noe more: Tongue hide thy Mistres shame.
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