Dost thou withdraw thy grace, For that I should nit loue : And think'st thou to remoue, M'affections with thy face ? As if that loue did hould no part, But where thy beautie lies : And were not in my hart, Greater then in thy faire eyes ? Ah yes tis more, more is desire, There where it wounds and pines : As fire is farre more fire, Where it burnes then where it shines ? |
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