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- # A Lovers
Sometime a blufferer that the ruffle knew
Of Court of Cattle, and had let go by
The swiftest hour is observed as they flew,
Towards this afflicted fancy faffly drew:
And priviledg’d by age desires to know
In breeze the grounds and motives of her wo.
So slides he downs vppon his greyned bat;
And comely distant fits he by her side,
When hee againe defires her, being fatte,
Her grecuance with his hearing to decide;
If that from him there may be ought applied
Which may her suffering extatic affwage
Tis promut in the charitie of age.
Father she saies, though in mee you behold
The injury of many a bluffing hour;
Let it not tell your Judgement I am old,
N’t age, but sorrow, ouer me hath power;
I might as yet haue bene a spreading flower
Fresh to my selfe, if I had selfe applied
Loue to my selfe, and to no Loue befide.
But wo is mee, too early I attended
A youthfull suit it was to gaine my grace;
O one by natures outwards so commended,
That maidens eyes stucke ouer all his face,
Loue lackt a dwelling and made him her place.
And when in his faire parts shee didde abide,
Shee was new lodg’d and newly Deified.
His browny locks did hang in crooked cutles,
And euery light occasion of the wind
Vpon his lippes their silken parcels lustles,
Whats sweet to do, to do wil apely find,
Each eye that saw him did inchamet the minder.
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