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Tragicall Tales translated by Tvrbervile

In time of his troubles out of sundrie Italians, with the Argument and Lenuoye to eche Tale
  
  

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A vowe of Constancie.
  
  
  
  
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A vowe of Constancie.

First shal the raging flouds
against their course runne:
By day the moone shal lend her light,
by night the golden sunne.
First fickle fortune shall
stand at a stedy stay:
And in the sea the shining starres
shal moue and keepe their way.
First Fish amid the ayre,
shal wander to and fro:
The cloudes be cleere in beuty eke
the cole exceede the snowe.
First kinde shal alter all
and change her wonted state:
The blind shal see, the deafe shal heare,
the dumbe shal freely prate.
Before that any chaunce,
or let that may arise
Shalbe of force to wrest my loue
or quench in any wise.
The flame of my good will,
and faithful fancies fire:

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Saue cruel death shal nothing daunt,
or coole my hote desire,
Desire that guides my life
and yeldes my hart his foode:
Wherfore to be in presence stil,
with thee, would doe me good
Which presence I presume
thou neuer wilt deny:
But as occasion serues,
so thou to frendship wilt apply.
Til when I giue thee vp,
to good and happy chaunce:
In hope that time to our delights,
wil seeke vs to aduance.
Adue (deere frend) to thee,
that art my only ioy:
More faire to me then Helen was
to Priams sonne of Troy.
And constant more in loue,
then was Vlisses make
Of whose assured life and zeale,
so much the Poets spake,
Lesse light then Lucrece eke
whom Tarquins lust defilde:
As curteous as the Carthage Queene,
that fowly was beguilde.
To quite all which good parts,
this vow I make to thee:

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I will be thine as long as I
haue power mine owne to be.