The Phanseys of William Cavendish Marquis of Newcastle addressed to Margaret Lucas and her Letters in reply: Edited by Douglas Grant |
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Love's panting Harte
Oh, Cupid, you have Conjur'd mee
By the witchcraft spell of a shee,
And by her Image in my Brayne,
That now doth play so sweet a strayne
Upon my Nerves' strings, that doth move
My panting hart's sole for to love.
By the witchcraft spell of a shee,
And by her Image in my Brayne,
That now doth play so sweet a strayne
Upon my Nerves' strings, that doth move
My panting hart's sole for to love.
That Motion's Passion now doth Ayme
To turne me to a liveing flame;
Kindl'd att first by love's desier,
Increast Unto a mighty fier
By Vapors of your love; without
Tis fedd, and so can ne'ere goe out.
To turne me to a liveing flame;
Kindl'd att first by love's desier,
Increast Unto a mighty fier
By Vapors of your love; without
Tis fedd, and so can ne'ere goe out.
My heate, that drawes it thus to me,
And my beames doth Inlifen thee;
I do begett, produce love's birth:
I am the Sunne and you the Earth,
Cold and sterill; but for my light
You would be dead, Eternall Night.
And my beames doth Inlifen thee;
I do begett, produce love's birth:
I am the Sunne and you the Earth,
Cold and sterill; but for my light
You would be dead, Eternall Night.
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