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GONDIBERT,
59.
Though to his fears this cause now serious shows,
Yet smiles heat his solemn loving Eye:
For lust in reading Beautie seldom grows,
As old Physitians in Anatomie.

60.
Goltho (said he) 'tis easie to discern
That you are grave, and think you should be so;
Since you have bus'ness here of great concern,
And think that you this House and Lady know.

61.
You'l stay, and have your Sleep with Musick fed,
But little think to wake with Mandrakes groans,
And by a Ghost be to a Garden led
At midnight, strew'd with simple Lovers bones.

62.
This Goltho is enchantment, and so strange,
So subt'ly false, that whilst I tell it you,
I fear the Spell will my opinion change,
And make me think the pleasant vision true.

63.
Her dire black Eyes are like the Oxes Eye,
Which in the Indian Ocean Tempests brings:
Let's go before our Horses learn to flie,
Ere she shew cloven Feet, and they get wings.

64.
But high rebellious Love, when counsell'd, soon
As sullen as rebuk'd Ambition, grows
And Goltho would pursue what he should shun,
But that his happier fate did interpose.

65.
For at the Garden gate a Summons, loud
Enough to shew authority and haste,
Brought cares to Dalga's Brow, which like a Cloud,
Did soon her shining Beauty over cast.

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