The Life and Death of William Long beard the most famous and witty English Traitor, borne in the Citty of London. Accompanied with manye other most pleasant and prettie histories, By T. L. [i.e. Thomas Lodge] of Lincolns Inne, Gent |
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[Thinke what I suffred (wanton) through thy wildenesse]
Thinke what I suffred (wanton) through thy wildenesse,
When traitor to my faith thy losenesse led thee:
Thinke how my moodie wrath was turnde to mildnesse
When I bad best yet baser groomes did bed thee.
When traitor to my faith thy losenesse led thee:
Thinke how my moodie wrath was turnde to mildnesse
When I bad best yet baser groomes did bed thee.
Thinke that the staine of bewtie then is stained,
When lewd desires doo alienate the hart:
Thinke that the loue which will not be contained,
At last will grow to hate in spight of art.
When lewd desires doo alienate the hart:
Thinke that the loue which will not be contained,
At last will grow to hate in spight of art.
Thinke that those wanton lookes will haue their wrinkles,
And but by faith olde age can merit nothing,
When time thy pale with purple ouer-sprinkles,
Faith is thy best, thy beautie is a woe thing.
In youth be true, and then in age resolue thee,
Friends wil be friends, till time with them dissolue thee.
And but by faith olde age can merit nothing,
When time thy pale with purple ouer-sprinkles,
Faith is thy best, thy beautie is a woe thing.
In youth be true, and then in age resolue thee,
Friends wil be friends, till time with them dissolue thee.
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