A Courtlie controuersie of Cupids Cautels Conteyning fiue Tragicall Histories, very pithie, pleasant, pitiful, and profitable: Discoursed uppon wyth Argumentes of Loue, by three Gentlemen and two Gentlewomen, entermedled with diuers delicate Sonets and Rithmes, exceeding delightfull to refresh the yrkesomnesse of tedious tyme. Translated out of French as neare as our English phrase will permit, by H. VV. Gentleman [i.e. Henry Wotton] |
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[The fierie skies doe not at all times flame]
The fierie skies doe not at all times flame
The thunder threats not still the earth belowe,
Nor Ycie frost doth alwayes bruse the same,
Not euery houre colde blustering blasts do blowe:
Dissentious seas, holde not continuall strife,
Ne dunker night, doth alwaies shade oure life.
The thunder threats not still the earth belowe,
Nor Ycie frost doth alwayes bruse the same,
Not euery houre colde blustering blasts do blowe:
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Ne dunker night, doth alwaies shade oure life.
But my debates for euermore and aye,
My passions eke approue your force and might,
Batter to earthe this iellous wall I saye,
That lockes from me my treasure and delight,
I thinke my ioyes and harte consumde with mone,
For aye shall lodge within this rocke of stone.
My passions eke approue your force and might,
Batter to earthe this iellous wall I saye,
That lockes from me my treasure and delight,
I thinke my ioyes and harte consumde with mone,
For aye shall lodge within this rocke of stone.
Like vnto me I viewe no louer pine,
VVith happy ioy they all do ende their paine:
Yet loue I more than they thy face diuine,
VVithin whose hearte no pittie doth remaine,
My maistresse is more mercilesse and nice,
Than thunder, nighte, the sea, the winde, or yce.
VVith happy ioy they all do ende their paine:
Yet loue I more than they thy face diuine,
VVithin whose hearte no pittie doth remaine,
My maistresse is more mercilesse and nice,
Than thunder, nighte, the sea, the winde, or yce.
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