Amorea, The Lost Lover Or The Idea of Love and Misfortune. Being Poems, Sonets, Songs, Odes, Pastoral, Elegies, Lyrick Poems, and Epigrams. Never before printed. Written by Pathericke Jenkin |
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Amorea, The Lost Lover | ||
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Amorea
why so Fair,
Fairer then the clearest ayre,
Brade no more that Auborn hayre,
If in love you do not share,
Beauty doth beget dispare:
Fairer then the clearest ayre,
Brade no more that Auborn hayre,
If in love you do not share,
Beauty doth beget dispare:
Amorea Why so wise,
Far above a mortalls prise,
Drown no more our gloomy eyes,
But accept the Sacrifice,
Of a lovers dying cries:
Far above a mortalls prise,
Drown no more our gloomy eyes,
But accept the Sacrifice,
Of a lovers dying cries:
Amorea why so High:
Why so full of Majesty,
Ah shut up that killing eye
Which by looking can deny,
Only minde the marriage tye:
Why so full of Majesty,
Ah shut up that killing eye
Which by looking can deny,
Only minde the marriage tye:
Amorea why so Blest,
How so happy in thy rest,
Still denying to invest
In thy chast, but marble brest,
Any lovers interest:
How so happy in thy rest,
Still denying to invest
In thy chast, but marble brest,
Any lovers interest:
Amorea cannot be,
Fair but in her puretie;
Nor wise but in her Sanctitie,
Nor high to any but to me,
Nor Blest but in Eternitie:
Fair but in her puretie;
Nor wise but in her Sanctitie,
Nor high to any but to me,
Nor Blest but in Eternitie:
Amorea, The Lost Lover | ||