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- # THE RAPE OF LVCRECE.
Her pittie-pleading eyes are fadlie fixed
In the remorseleffe wrinckles of his face.
Her modest eloquence with fighes is mixed,
W which to her Oratorie addes more grace.
Shee puts the period often from his place,
And midft the sentence fo her accent breakes,
That twife fhe doth begin ere once fhe fpeakes.
She coniures him by high Almightie loue,
By knighthood, gentrie, and fweete friendships orh,
By her vntimely teares, her husbands loue,
By holie humaine law, and common troth,
By Heauen and Earth, and all the power of both:
That to his borrowed bed he make retire,
And ftoope to Honor, not to fowle defire.
- Quoth fhee, reward not Hofpitalitie,
W Vith fuch black payment, as thou haft pretended,
- Mudde not the fountaine that gaue drinke to thee,
- Mar not the thing that cannot be amended.
- End thy ill ayme, before thy fhoote be ended.
He is no wood-man that doth bend his bow,
To ftrike a poore vnfeasonable Doe.
My
II. 561—581
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