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Your companie heere shall not be amisse,
Since that you were the onely fault, ywisse,
Of all my troubles, and tormenting woe.
Then seas of teares begin to drowne your marge,
And weepe for your attempt so rashly done,
Let weeping be your office and your charge,
And care no more to looke so much at large,
Let it suffice, you sawe another sunne.
The intellectuall and inward eies
Shall onely haue this charge, and care to see,
And you my corporall, with mournefull cries,
Bewaile my harmes, in which no comfort lies,
Onely to you this office I decree.
And those which are impassible at all,
Shall see at length and in succeeding time
Impossible and strange things to befall,
And you, as passible heerafter shall
Weary your selues by meanes of such a crime:
For you they shall with double sight behold
That shining blaze, that braue and glorious sight,
Without the feare of hurt; and shall be bold
With great delight their senses to vnfold
On that, which did your lookes with harme requite,
They shall behold that now I am, and was
Condemn’d without the course of iustice lore,
For if I did offend to loue her as
My selfe, then I confesse this fault did passe
To make me suffer, what I can no more.
And of this thing I meane not to repent
For happen will, what happen shall, to prooue
Each amorous torment I am well content,
And with good will with meere and franke consent
I yeeld vnto the harme that comes of loue.
In louing her, I doe all what I may,
Though to my minde it falleth out amisse,
I promise to forget her euery way,
And that my loue for euer shall decay,
If she would leaue to be what now she is.
Alas she cannot leaue to be the same,
A thing it is, her minde that well doth please,
Hauing no peere in cruell beauties fame:
Nor I cannot, but still maintaine this flame,
Nor t’is a thing conuenient for mine ease:
And if she said to me, with little loue,
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