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- VENVS AND ADONIS. •
Thou canfl not fee one wrinckle in my brow,
?/line eyes are grey^and bright, & cjuicke in turning:
My bcaude as the fpring doth yearchc grow,
Aly flelh is fbft^and plumpe, nny marrow burning,
My {inoothmoifthand,wcrc it with thy hand felt,
V Vould in thy palmc didoluc^or feemc to melt.
Bid me difcourfe, I will inchaunt thine care,
Or Hke a Fairic, tiip vpoa the greene,
Or hke a Nimph, with long dilhcueled heare,
Dauncc oni he fands, and yet no footing feene.
LoLie is afpirit all compad ofiire,
Not grollc to finkc, but light;, and w ill a/pirc,
VVitncirethisPrimrofebankewIicreonllic, '■
Thereforcclefle flowers like (lurd / treesfupport me:
Two Ilrcgchles doues will draw mc through thdskie,
Frommorne'till night, cuen.where I lift to (port mc.
Is loue lo lif^ht Iv.eet boy, and may irbc,
That thou ihouldthinke it heauievntothe^.?
Is thine owne heart to thine owne face affecled ?
Can thy right hand cearx louc vpon thy left ^
Then woe thy felfe,be of thy felfc reie^ed :
Steale thine ownfreedome,and complaine on theft*
• NarcilTus fo him iclfe him felfc forfooke,
And died to kiffe his. fnadow in the brookc*
II. 139—162
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