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Willobie His Avisa

Or The true Picture of a modest Maid, and of a chast and constant wife. In Hexamiter verse. The like argument wherof, was neuer heretofore published [by Henry Willoby]
  

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CANT. XXIX.

D. B. A French man.
Mistake indeed, if this be true,
If youth can yeeld to fauours foe;
If wisdome spring, where fancie grew;
But sure I thinke it is not so:
Let faithfull meaning purchase trust,
That likes for loue, and not for lust.
Although you sweare, you will not yeeld,
Although my death you should intend,
Yet will I not forsake the field,
But still remaine your constant frend,
Say what you list, flie where you will,
I am your thrall, to saue or spill.
You may command me out of sight,
As one that shall no fauour find,
But though my body take his flight,
Yet shall my hart remaine behind,
That shall your guilty conscience tell,
You haue not vs'd his master well.
His masters loue he shall repeate,
And watch his turne to purchase grace,
His secret eye shall lie in waite;
Where any other gaine the place:
When we ech others can not see,
My hart shall make you thinke of mee.

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To force a fancie, where is none,
T'is but in vaine, it will not hold,
But where it growes it selfe alone,
A little fauour makes it bold,
Till fancie frame your free consent,
I must perforce, be needs content.
Though I depart with heauie cheare,
As hauing lost, or left my hart,
With one whose loue, I held too deare,
That now can smile, when others smart,
Yet let your prisoner mercy see,
Least you in time a prisoner bee.