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Canzon. 4.
[Oh then Desire, father of iouisance]
Oh then Desire, father of iouisance,The life of loue, the death of dastard feare,
The kindest Nurse to true perseuerance,
Mine heart enherited with thy loues reuere.
Beautie peculiar parent of conceite,
Prosperous Midwife to a trauelling Muse,
The sweete of life Nepenthe eyes receite,
Thee into me distild oh sweete infuse.
Loue then the spirit of a generous sprite,
An infant euer drawing Natures brest,
The summe of life that Chaos did vnnight
Dismist mine heart from me with thee to rest.
And now incites me cry double or quit,
Giue back my heart, or take his body to it.
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