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- # SHAKES-PHARES
## 118
Like as to make our appetites more keene
With eager compounds we our pallat vrge,
As to prevent our malladies vnfeene,
We sicken to shun sickneffe when we purge.
Euen so being full of your nere cloying sweetneffe,
To bitter sawces did I frame my feeding;
And sick of wel-fare found a kind of meetneffe,
To be difea’d ere that there was true needing.
Thus pollicie in loue t’anticipate
The ills that were, not grew to faults affured,
And brought to medicine a healthfull state
Which rancke of goodneffe would by ill be cured.
But thence I learne and find the leffon true,
Drugs poyfon him that so fell sick of you.
## 119
What potions haue I drunke of Syren teares
Difti’d from Lymbecks foule as hell within,
Applying feares to hopes; and hopes to feares,
Still loofing when I saw my feife to win?
What wretched errors hath my heart committed,
Whilft it hath thought it feife so bleffed neuer?
How haue mine eies out of their Spheares bene fitted
In the diffraction of this madding feues?
O benefit of ill, now I find true
That better is, by euil still made better.
And ruin’d loue when it is built anew
Growes fairer then at firft, more strong, far greater.
So I returne rebukt to my content,
And gaine by ills thirfe more than I haue spent.
## 120
That you were once vnkind be-friends mee now,
And for that forrow, which I then didde feele,
Needes muft I vnder my transgression bow,
Vnleffe my Nerues were braffe or hammered fteele.
For if you were by my vnkindneffe fhaken
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