 | The Amorous Fantasme
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SCENA PRIMA.
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, alone.
Behould the hower, wherein I hope to see
The Beautie which my soule loves and adores:
The Sunne alreadie having run his course,
Darteth no more heere but a feeble light:
With his last rayes he now adornes the West
He setts with glorie, shines when he is lost
And the fair remnants of his dying brightnes
Maketh his fall and losse illustrious,
Pardon, thou glorious Star, whose splendour hurts me,
If my hope comes, when thy light vanisheth:
Ingenious Love, to hurt me more, assembles
That masse of lustre which so charmeth me
In faire Climenes eyes, and presentlie
Her looks wil give me brightnes which surpasseth
That which thou takest from me: But she stayes,
Heaven, she neglects me, she appeareth not:
The Moone is well advaunc'd; and all my hope
Dyes with the day; this long delay denotes
A fault of love: I heare one walk, and if
My eyes are faithfull witnesses, I see
This miracle of Faire ones come at last.
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