Willobie His Avisa Or The true Picture of a modest Maid, and of a chast and constant wife. In Hexamiter verse. The like argument wherof, was neuer heretofore published [by Henry Willoby] |
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CANT. XXXVI.
D. H.
The lymed bird, by foulers traine,
Intrapt by view of pleasant baite,
Would faine vnwind himselfe againe;
But feeles too late the hid desaite:
So I haue found the clasping lyme,
That will sticke fast for longer tyme.
Intrapt by view of pleasant baite,
Would faine vnwind himselfe againe;
But feeles too late the hid desaite:
So I haue found the clasping lyme,
That will sticke fast for longer tyme.
There is a floud, whose riuers runne,
Like streames of Milke, and seemes at first,
Extreamely colde, all heate to shunne,
But stay a while, and quench your thirst,
Such vehement heate there will arise,
As greater heate none may deuise.
Like streames of Milke, and seemes at first,
Extreamely colde, all heate to shunne,
But stay a while, and quench your thirst,
Such vehement heate there will arise,
As greater heate none may deuise.
These strange effects I find inrold,
Within this place, since my returne,
My first affections were but cold,
But now I feele them fiercely burne,
The more you make such strange retire,
The more you draw my new desire.
Within this place, since my returne,
My first affections were but cold,
But now I feele them fiercely burne,
The more you make such strange retire,
The more you draw my new desire.
You thinke perchance I doe but iest,
Or I your secrets will bewray,
Or hauing got that I request,
With false Aeneas steale away,
If you suspect that I will range,
Let God forsake me, when I change.
Or I your secrets will bewray,
Or hauing got that I request,
With false Aeneas steale away,
If you suspect that I will range,
Let God forsake me, when I change.
I will not bost me of my wealth,
You shall no Gold nor Iewels want,
You see I am in perfect health,
And if you list to giue your grant,
A hundreth pounds shall be your hire,
But onely doe that I require.
You shall no Gold nor Iewels want,
You see I am in perfect health,
And if you list to giue your grant,
A hundreth pounds shall be your hire,
But onely doe that I require.
And here's a Bracelet to begin,
Worth twentie Angels to be sold,
Besides the rest, this shall you win,
And other things not to be told,
And I will come but now and then,
To void suspect, none shall know when.
Worth twentie Angels to be sold,
Besides the rest, this shall you win,
And other things not to be told,
And I will come but now and then,
To void suspect, none shall know when.
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