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VII. [TO THE SAME.]

[Adieu! my loue, my lyfe, my blesse, my beeing]

Adieu! my loue, my lyfe, my blesse, my beeing,
My hope, my hape, my joy, my all, adieu!
Adieu! sueit subject of my pleasant dying,
And most delichtfull object of my view.
Bright spark of beutie, paragon'd by few;
Wnspotted pearle, qch doth thy sex adorne;
Loadstar of loue, quhose puir vermilion hew
Makes pale the rose & stains the blushing morne;
That zeale to the qch I haue ewer borne,
Sole essence, lyfe and vigour of my spreit,
By tract of tyme sall newer be out worne;
My secund self, my charming syren sueit.
And so, my Phoenix & my turtle true,
A thousand, thousand tymes adieu! adieu!