The Countesse of Mountgomeries Urania Written by the right honorable the Lady Mary Wroath |
[Loue farewell I now discouer] |
The Countesse of Mountgomeries Urania | ||
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[Loue farewell I now discouer]
Loue
farewell I now discouer
Thee a Tyrant o're a louer,
All thy promis'd sweets proue crosses,
Thy rewards are only losses.
Thee a Tyrant o're a louer,
All thy promis'd sweets proue crosses,
Thy rewards are only losses.
A pritty thing I did deeme thee,
Innocent, and mild esteeme thee,
But I find thee as curst matter
As a swelling high wrought water.
Innocent, and mild esteeme thee,
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As a swelling high wrought water.
Cupids name a pleasant folly
Hath beguiled hearts-most holly,
Euen to sacrifize in homage,
Life and soule vnto their domage.
Hath beguiled hearts-most holly,
Euen to sacrifize in homage,
Life and soule vnto their domage.
Mine an offering once I profferd,
Happily refusd when offerd,
Ile keepe now but to reuile thee,
From the craft which did beguile me.
Happily refusd when offerd,
Ile keepe now but to reuile thee,
From the craft which did beguile me.
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