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Coridons supplication to Phillis.

Sweete Phillis, if a silly Swaine,
may sue to thee for grace:
See not thy louing Sheepheard slaine,
with looking on thy face.
But thinke what power thou hast got,
vpon my Flock and mee:
Thou seest they now regard me not,
but all doo follow thee.
And if I haue so farre presum'd,
with prying in thine eyes:
Yet let not comfort be consum'd,
that in thy pitty lyes.
But as thou art that Phillis faire,
that Fortune fauour giues:
So let not Loue dye in despaire,
that in thy fauour liues.
The Deere doo brouse vpon the bryer,
the birds doo pick the cherries:
And will not Beauty graunt Desire,
one handfull of her berries?
If it be so that thou hast sworne,
that none shall looke on thee:
Yet let me know thou doost not scorne,
to cast a looke on mee.
But if thy beauty make thee proude,
thinke then what is ordain'd:
The heauens haue neuer yet alow'd,
that Loue should be disdain'd.
Then least the Fates that fauour Loue,
should curse thee for vnkind:
Let me report for thy behooue,
the honour of thy mind.
Let Coridon with full consent,
set downe what he hath seene:
That Phillida with Loues content,
is sworne the Sheepheards Queene.