The pilgrime and heremite In forme of a Dialogue, By Master Alexander Craig |
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Poliphila, before Shee writ her Ansvvere,
disputeth vvith her ovvne Desires, as followeth
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Poliphila, before Shee writ her Ansvvere, disputeth vvith her ovvne Desires, as followeth
How
hard it is, none knowes, so well as I,
Unto a dolefull, and divided Mynde,
To make a well-joind Aunswere, and Replye,
When all the chiefe and noblest partes are pynde,
Then, Shall I bee to Crueltie inclynde?
Or pittie him that prayes, and pleades for Peace.
If this or that I sticke in contrare case?
Unto a dolefull, and divided Mynde,
To make a well-joind Aunswere, and Replye,
When all the chiefe and noblest partes are pynde,
Then, Shall I bee to Crueltie inclynde?
Or pittie him that prayes, and pleades for Peace.
If this or that I sticke in contrare case?
I loue the Loue that lightlies mee againe;
And lightlie him that loues mee as his life:
Yea, for my loue with slaverie is slaine.
His lyfe's the Threed, my crueltie's the Knyfe.
How shall I rid this strange and fatall stryfe?
Yet best it were, to looke, before I lope:
And not to quite Assurance true, for Hope.
And lightlie him that loues mee as his life:
Yea, for my loue with slaverie is slaine.
His lyfe's the Threed, my crueltie's the Knyfe.
How shall I rid this strange and fatall stryfe?
Yet best it were, to looke, before I lope:
And not to quite Assurance true, for Hope.
O my divided Soule! what shall I doe?
Whereon shall nowe my Resolution rest?
Which is the best Advise to yeelde vnto?
Of two Extreames, howe shall I choose the best?
Come, Pithiane Prince: I praye, and I protest:
Assist mee nowe, and make no more delay;
But guide mee well, in this my wilsome way.
Whereon shall nowe my Resolution rest?
Which is the best Advise to yeelde vnto?
Of two Extreames, howe shall I choose the best?
Come, Pithiane Prince: I praye, and I protest:
Assist mee nowe, and make no more delay;
But guide mee well, in this my wilsome way.
Then, Heremite, that doest in Desart dwell,
And buyst my loue, with deare and great expence;
With Toyle, and Tormentes, tedious for to tell;
Bee blythe, and let thy wonted Harmes goe hence:
Thou must not die, while I may make defence.
Put then a point and period to thy pains:
Thy long-sought Loue and Ladie shall bee thine.
And buyst my loue, with deare and great expence;
With Toyle, and Tormentes, tedious for to tell;
Bee blythe, and let thy wonted Harmes goe hence:
Thou must not die, while I may make defence.
Put then a point and period to thy pains:
Thy long-sought Loue and Ladie shall bee thine.
Yet will I write disdainfullie to thee:
Thy loving Lines must haue a colde Reply.
I will not seeme toe credulous to bee,
With hastie Faith, to trust, before I trye.
But I avow, I shall not sleepe, nor lye
In anie Bed, till I beholde thy Face,
And boldlie him whome I should brooke, imbrace.
Thy loving Lines must haue a colde Reply.
I will not seeme toe credulous to bee,
But I avow, I shall not sleepe, nor lye
In anie Bed, till I beholde thy Face,
And boldlie him whome I should brooke, imbrace.
Goe, louelesse Lines, vnto my Lover true.
Stay yet, lest yee procure his farder paine.
God graunt nothing but Good heereof ensue.
Yet stay, for why? Yee will bee quite mistane.
Goe yet: but yet yee shall not goe alane:
My selfe will followe, with convenient haste.
God graunt my Uoyage bee not waitd in waste.
Stay yet, lest yee procure his farder paine.
God graunt nothing but Good heereof ensue.
Yet stay, for why? Yee will bee quite mistane.
Goe yet: but yet yee shall not goe alane:
My selfe will followe, with convenient haste.
God graunt my Uoyage bee not waitd in waste.
Thus endeth her Disputation.
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