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The Passionate Pilgrime.
She silly Queen, with more than loves good will,
Forbad the boy he should not pass those grounds,
Once (quoth she) did I see a fair sweet youth
Here in these brakes, deep wounded with a Boar,
Deep in the thigh a spectacle of ruth,
See in my thigh, quoth she, here was the sore,
She shewed hers; he saw more wounds than one,
And blushing fled, and left her all alone.
Forbad the boy he should not pass those grounds,
Once (quoth she) did I see a fair sweet youth
Here in these brakes, deep wounded with a Boar,
Deep in the thigh a spectacle of ruth,
See in my thigh, quoth she, here was the sore,
She shewed hers; he saw more wounds than one,
And blushing fled, and left her all alone.
Sweet rose, fair Flower, untimely pluckt, soon vaded,
Pluckt in the bud, and vaded in the spring.
Bright orient pearle, alacke too timely shaded,
Fair creature kill'd too soon by Deaths sharp sting:
Like a greene plumb that hangs upon a tree:
And falls (through wind) before the fall should be.
Pluckt in the bud, and vaded in the spring.
Bright orient pearle, alacke too timely shaded,
Fair creature kill'd too soon by Deaths sharp sting:
Like a greene plumb that hangs upon a tree:
And falls (through wind) before the fall should be.
I weep for thee, and yet no cause I have,
For why, thou lefts me nothing in thy will.
And yet thou lefts me more than I did crave,
For why; I craved nothing of thee still:
O yes, dear friend, I pardon crave of thee,
Thy discontent thou didst bequeath to me.
For why, thou lefts me nothing in thy will.
And yet thou lefts me more than I did crave,
For why; I craved nothing of thee still:
O yes, dear friend, I pardon crave of thee,
Thy discontent thou didst bequeath to me.
Venus with Adonis sitting by her,
Under a Myrtle shade, began to wooe him,
She told the youngling how god Mars did try her,
And as he fell to her, she fell to him.
Even thus (quoth she) the warlike god embrac't me:
And then she clipt Adonis in her armes:
Under a Myrtle shade, began to wooe him,
She told the youngling how god Mars did try her,
And as he fell to her, she fell to him.
Even thus (quoth she) the warlike god embrac't me:
And then she clipt Adonis in her armes:
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