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To frowning CINTHIA.
If
Cæstor shine, the Seaman hoyseth saile,
With widkast womb the welcome winds t'embrace
which gladly grasps the sare & prosperous gaile
And maks the Ship to run a fleeing race:
But if Orion shine, the storme is me,
He lowes the Saile, which stood of late so hie
With widkast womb the welcome winds t'embrace
which gladly grasps the sare & prosperous gaile
And maks the Ship to run a fleeing race:
But if Orion shine, the storme is me,
He lowes the Saile, which stood of late so hie
Such is my state, if Castor-like thou smile,
I onelie liue to serue and honour thee:
But if thou frowne, allace allace the while,
As at the sight of Gorgons head I die,
As in thy lift so in thy looks diuine,
Orion black, and Castor braue do shine.
I onelie liue to serue and honour thee:
But if thou frowne, allace allace the while,
As at the sight of Gorgons head I die,
As in thy lift so in thy looks diuine,
Orion black, and Castor braue do shine.
Then since thou art th' Orizon of my loue,
Thine eyes the fatall starres which I adore:
With gracious blinks behold me from aboue,
Let me not sinke, safe bring me to thy shore.
Or if thou loaths that I should liue, then frowne
For die I, liue I, I am still thine owne.
Thine eyes the fatall starres which I adore:
With gracious blinks behold me from aboue,
Let me not sinke, safe bring me to thy shore.
Or if thou loaths that I should liue, then frowne
For die I, liue I, I am still thine owne.
Diccte me Juuenem perijsse in amore mææq;
Vnita quod fuerit Cynthia causa necis.
Vnita quod fuerit Cynthia causa necis.
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