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Page 107
And since that time he wounded hath my with his sharpe dart of loue : And now forgets the cruell carelesse elfe , his mothers heast to proue . So now I languish , till he please my pining anguish to appease . 60 selfe YE learned sisters ...
And since that time he wounded hath my with his sharpe dart of loue : And now forgets the cruell carelesse elfe , his mothers heast to proue . So now I languish , till he please my pining anguish to appease . 60 selfe YE learned sisters ...
Page 108
Ah my deere loue why doe ye sleepe thus long , When meeter were that ye should now awake , T'awayt the comming of your ioyous make , 20 And hearken to the birds louelearned song , The deawy leaues among . For they of ioy and pleasance ...
Ah my deere loue why doe ye sleepe thus long , When meeter were that ye should now awake , T'awayt the comming of your ioyous make , 20 And hearken to the birds louelearned song , The deawy leaues among . For they of ioy and pleasance ...
Page 112
Behold how goodly my faire loue does ly In proud humility ; Like vnto Maia , when as Ioue her tooke , In Tempe , lying on the flowry gras , Twixt sleepe and wake , after she weary was , With bathing in the Acidalian brooke .
Behold how goodly my faire loue does ly In proud humility ; Like vnto Maia , when as Ioue her tooke , In Tempe , lying on the flowry gras , Twixt sleepe and wake , after she weary was , With bathing in the Acidalian brooke .
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