The Countesse of Mountgomeries Urania Written by the right honorable the Lady Mary Wroath |
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The Countesse of Mountgomeries Urania | ||
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Poore eyes bee blinde, the light behold no more,
Since that is gone which is your deare delight:
Rauish'd from you by greater power and might,
Making your losse a gaine to others store.
Since that is gone which is your deare delight:
Rauish'd from you by greater power and might,
Making your losse a gaine to others store.
Oreflow and drowne, till sight to you restore
That blessed Starre, and as in hatefull spight,
Send forth your teares in flouds to kill all sight,
And lookes, that lost wherein you ioy'd before.
That blessed Starre, and as in hatefull spight,
Send forth your teares in flouds to kill all sight,
And lookes, that lost wherein you ioy'd before.
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Bury those beames which in some kindled fires,
And conquer'd haue their loue-burnt hearts desires,
Losing, and yet no gaine by you esteem'd;
And conquer'd haue their loue-burnt hearts desires,
Losing, and yet no gaine by you esteem'd;
Till that bright Starre doe once againe appeare,
Brighter then Mars when hee doth shine most cleare;
See not then by his might be you redeem'd.
Brighter then Mars when hee doth shine most cleare;
See not then by his might be you redeem'd.
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