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To Mistress S. W.
Shoot not so fast your scorching Beams,
lest they do burn that should not harm:
Or like to Fire in its Extreams,
consume and dy e're scarce it's warm.
lest they do burn that should not harm:
Or like to Fire in its Extreams,
consume and dy e're scarce it's warm.
Yet t' be a Martyr to thy Eye,
who would not run with eager speed?
And offer up himself to die,
and at thy Altar freely bleed.
who would not run with eager speed?
And offer up himself to die,
and at thy Altar freely bleed.
That Act alone would Crown with Fame
the trivial Deeds his Life had done,
And raise his Soul above his Flame,
whose brightnesse might out-brave the Sun,
For know he that thus Phœnix-like doth burn,
Must needs derive a Glory from his Vrn.
the trivial Deeds his Life had done,
And raise his Soul above his Flame,
whose brightnesse might out-brave the Sun,
For know he that thus Phœnix-like doth burn,
Must needs derive a Glory from his Vrn.
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