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51

Coridon to his Phillis.

Come lovely Phillis since it thy will is,
To crown thy Coridon with daffadilles.
With many kisses, as sweet as this is,
I will repay to multiply thy blisses.
Here I will hold thee,
And thus enfold thee,
Free from harms within these arms.
Sweet, still be smiling, 'tis sweet beguiling
Of tedious hours and sorrows best exiling;
For if you lowre, the bankes no power
Will have to bring forth any pleasant flower;
Your eyes not granting
Their raies enchanting,
Mine may raine, but 'twere in vain.
Thine eyes may wonder that mine asunder
Do from the Sun-shine draw thine to sit under;
Hold me unblam'd, to be enflam'd,
Where not to be so, youth were rather sham'd:
Since that the oldest
That thou beholdest
May feele fire of loves desire.