Scillaes Metamorphosis: Enterlaced with the vnfortunate loue of Glaucus VVhereunto is annexed the delectable discourse of the discontented Satyre: with sundrie other most absolute Poems and Sonnets. Contayning the detestable tyrannie of Disdaine, and Comicall triumph of Constancie: Verie fit for young Courtiers to peruse, and coy Dames to remember. By Thomas Lodge |
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[If that I seeke the shade, I sodeinlie doo see]
If that I seeke the shade, I sodeinlie doo seeThe God of Loue forsake his bow, and sit me by:
If that I thinke to write, his Muses pliant be:
If that I plaine my griefe, the wanton boy will crie.
If I lament my cares, he dooth increase my paine:
If teares my cheeks attaint, his cheeks be moyst with mone:
If I disclose the wounds the which my heart hath slaine,
He takes his Fascia off, and wipes them drie anone.
If that I walke the woods, the woods are his delight:
If I my selfe torment, he bathes him in my blood:
He will my Souldier be if once I wend to fight:
If seas delight, he steeres my barke amid the floud:
In briefe, the cruell God dooth neuer from me goe,
But makes my lasting loue eternall by my woe.
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