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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 Emulation

Pale Envie, with her Venum'd, hissinge Snakes
And Poyson'd tayles with stings, now Undertakes,
With sick hatred and Emulation store,
To parte our loves, that wee should love no more.
Spight of Each witchcraft, sorsery, and spell
Of Courte Divells, in their dissemblinge Hell,
And Subtlest Spiritts, with their blacker artes,
Can not Untye th'affection of our Harts.
Incorporated so, not two but one;
Halves are not two, but shews love's Union.
Love is Immortall, can not suffer death;
Wee chaing'd our Soules, with kisses, by our breath.
Prethee, take heed; be carefull then of myne,
And I will looke as carefully to thine.
No, t'is not so; not two, they're still but one;
One is together, thus wee'r ne'ere alone.
In spight of fate, wee never can be two,
But still United, what e'er they can doe:
Theirs Is not hatred but pewre love, you'l see;
For all the men lov'd you, the Women mee.