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The Countesse of Mountgomeries Urania
Written by the right honorable the Lady Mary Wroath
Wroth, Mary (ca. 1586-ca. 1640)
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Urania
[Vnseene, vnknowne, I here alone complaine]
[Here all alone in silence might I mourne]
[Heart drops distilling like a new cut-vine]
[Adieu sweet Sun]
[Beare part with me most straight and pleasant Tree]
[My thoughts thou hast supported without rest]
[Drowne me not you cruell teares]
[The Sunne hath no long iourney now to goe]
[Sweete solitarines, ioy to those hearts]
[Deare Loue, alas, how haue I wronged thee]
[Stay mine eyes, these floods of teares]
[Deare, how doe thy winning eyes]
[Loue what art thou? A vaine thought]
[Who can blame me if I loue?]
[Pray thee Diana tell mee, is it ill]
[Teares some times flow from mirth, as well as sorrow]
[How doe I finde my soules extreamest anguish]
[Gone is my ioy, while here I mourne]
[When I with trembling aske if you loue still]
[You powers diuine of loue-commanding eyes]
[You pure and holy fire]
[Loue peruse me, seeke, and finde]
[From victory in loue I now am come]
[I who doe feele the highest part of griefe]
[Blame me not dearest, though grieued for your sake]
[Loue among the clouds did houer]
[Infernall Spirits listen to my moanes]
[The ioy yon say the Heauens in motion trie]
[As these drops fall: so Hope drops now on me]
[You, who ending neuer saw]
[Cruell Remembrance alas now be still]
[Vnquiet griefe, search further in my heart]
[Losse my molester at last patient be]
[O that I might but now as senselesse bee]
[Deare, though vnconstant, these I send to you]
[Why doe you so much wish for raine, when I]
Lindamira's Complaint.
[From a long way, and Pilgrimage for Loue]
[Did I boast of liberty?]
[Loue farewell I now discouer]
[Faithfull louers keepe from hence]
[Egypts Pyramid's inclose their Kings]
[If a cleere fountaine still keeping a sad course]
[That which to some their wishes ends present]
[Fond aged man, why doe you on me gaze]
[A Sheephard who no care did take.]
[Rise, rise from sluggishnes, fly fast my Deere]
[Haue I lost my liberty]
[Loue growne proud with victory]
[This no wonder's of much waight]
PAMPHILIA, TO AMPHILANTHVS.
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The Countesse of Mountgomeries Urania
The Countesse of Mountgomeries Urania
Written by the right honorable the Lady Mary Wroath
Mary Wroth
ca. 1586-ca. 1640
Printed for Ioh. Marriott and Iohn Grismand
London
1621
The Countesse of Mountgomeries Urania