The Blazon of Iealovsie A Subiect not written of by any heretofore. First written in Italian, by that learned Gentleman Benedetto Varchi ... And Translated into English, with speciall Notes vpon the same; by R. T. [i.e. Robert Tofte] |
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[Ladies, it tedious were to set downe here] |
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[Ladies, it tedious were to set downe here]
Ladies, it tedious were to set downe here,How much I grieue at my new libertie,
Since I brake prison; where so many yeere
Loue kept mee (as he pleas'd) most watchfully,
My Heart would tell mee oft hee could not liue,
But as hee did, whilst Cupid (subtle Elfe)
Met me in Shadowes false, me (more) to grieue,
And might deceiue a wiser than my selfe.
This makes me oft looke backe, and (sighing) say
Woe's me too late, now to my losse I finde,
'Tis worse with mee now I am scap't away,
My Yoake and Chaines were wont to be more kinde:
Too late I now perceiue my wilfull fall,
And hardly (now) can I my selfe vntwine
From my first Error, which I would recall,
In which I wound my selfe through Follies mine;
When I was bound, I then wisht to be free;
Now I am freed, I loath my Libertie.
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