Parthenophil and Parthenophe Sonnettes, Madrigals, Elegies and Odes [by Barnabe Barnes] |
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SONNET XXXIX.
[Then from her Venus, and bright Mercurie]
Then from her Venus, and bright MercurieMine heauens cleare Planets, did she shoot such blazes
As did infuse with heates extremitie
Mine hart, which on dispaires bare pasture grazes:
Then like the Scorpion did she deadly sting me,
And with a pleasing poison pearced me,
Which to these vtmost sobbes of death did bring me,
And through my soules faint sinewes searced me:
Yet might she cure me with the Scorpions oyle
If that she were so kinde, as bewtifull,
But in my bale she ioyes to see me boyle,
Tho be my passions deare, and dewtyfull,
Yet she remorselesse, and vnmercifull:
But when my thought of her, is such a thing
To strike me dead, iudge if her selfe can sting.
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