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Ye Sette of Odd Volumes.
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Thine eyes so bright
Are my chiefe light.
Are my chiefe light.
This intimates
True lovers states.
True lovers states.
My life is done
When thou art gone.
When thou art gone.
This hath no end, my sweetest friend
Our loves be so, no ending know.
Our loves be so, no ending know.
Poesies for Bracelets.
As love gives light to every part
So this gives life unto my heart.
This chastly lies and lives with me
Oh that I might do so with thee.
So this gives life unto my heart.
This chastly lies and lives with me
Oh that I might do so with thee.
Another.
How might I triumph in my bliss
if love were where my bracelet is.
Fer then should love do no such harm
To wring my heart, but wreath my arm.
if love were where my bracelet is.
Fer then should love do no such harm
To wring my heart, but wreath my arm.
