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THE MERIE BALLAD
her puritye to noe man doth denye;The verye chamber that includes her shine,seemes as the pallace of the gods devine,Whoe leades the daye about the Zodiacke,and in the even, settes of the ocean lake;Soe feirce and fervent in her radiaunce,such flyeing breath she dartes at every glaunce[limbs of age—Petyt MS.]As might inflame the verry mappe of age,and cause pale death him suddenly t’asswage,And stand and gaze vppon those orient lampes,where Cupid all his ioyes incampes.[Petyt MS.][And sitts and plays with euerie atomieThat in her Sunne-beames swarme aboundantlie.]Thus striking, thus gazeing, we perséuere:but nought soe sure that will continue ever:“Fleete not soe fast,” my ravisht senses cries,“sith my Content vppon thy life relyes,Which brought so soone from his delightfull seates,me, vnawares, of blissefull hope defeates;[Petyt MS.][Togeather lett our equall motions stirr,togeather lett vs line and dye, my deare;]Togeather let vs march with one contenteand be consum[e]d without languishmente.”As she prescribed, soe keepe we clocke and time,and euery stroake in order like a chime.Soe shee that here preferd me by her pyttye,vnto our musicke framd a groaning dyttye:“Alas, alas, that loue should be a sinne!
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