A Handful of Pleasant Delights/A Sonet of two faithfull Louers, exhorting one another to be constant

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2607311A Handful of Pleasant Delights — A Sonet of two faithfull Louers, exhorting one another to be constant1878Clement Robinson et al.

A Sonet of two faithfull Louers, exhorting one another to be constant.

To the tune of Kypascie.

THe famous Prince of Macedon,
whose wars increst his worthy name
Triumphed not so, when he had won
By conquest great, immortall fame,
As I reioice, reioice,
For thee, my choice, with heart and voice,
Since thou art mine,
Whom, long to loue, the Gods assigne.

The secret flames of this my loue,
The stars had wrought ere I was borne,
Whose sugred force my hart doth moue,
And eke my will so sure hath sworne.
that Fortunes lore, no more,
though I therefore, did life abhor[r]e:
Shall neuer make,
Forgetful dewes my heat to slake.

If that I false my faith to thee,
Or seeke to chaunge for any newe:
If thoughts appeare so ill in me,
If thou thy life shall iustly rew.
Such kinde of woe, of woe:
As friende or foe, might to me showe:
Betide me than,
Or wurse, if it may hap to man.

Then let vs ioy in this our loue:
In spite of Fortunes wrath, my deere:
Twoo willes in one, as dooth behooue,
One loue in both, let still appeare:
And I will be, will be,
Piramus to thee, my owne Thisbie,
So thou againe,
My constant louer shalt remaine.