Montemayor's Diana

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For greater that the dangers are,
The greater is the firmenes which I beare.
Didst euer see the snowe in any hill
To lie, and melt before the sunnie beames?
So doe I waste with sighes and teares distill
Before those lights that from her beautie streames:
Didst euer see in any bloodie broile
Some simple Shepherd put to fearefull flight?
With no lesse feare (poore man) I doe recoile,
Leauing my sheepe (whilome my best delight)
And in this cold and frozen feare
I merit more, and in my trembling brest
More comfort and content doe beare,
Then in that heate so bold and manifest.
My greefe (Berardus) which I feele, is of such sutell Art,
That it doth trouble still my soule and euery part consume
Thereof, which neuer to resist, durst once presume for feare,
But euen as gently as it may, and must with meare consent
Yeeld vp her life into the hands of him that’s bent to tame
The proudest harts: And ioyfull in his burning flame I lue:
And as they doe of comfort giue me store
For more content, so would I wish for more.
The Gods (Taurisus) and the heauens haue made so passing faire
This star Diana, whose golden gleames of glittring haire and face
Doe with their lights illuminate my life, and chace away
The darkest cloudes, restoring to mine eies a day so bright,
That if I am beholding her the shining light and blaze
Of those two stars, mine eies and senses doe amaze and blinde,
That casting them vnto the ground, my hopes I finde so bare,
That, though I would, not once I dare complaine
Or see, or sue, or tell her of my paine.
This louely Nymph would neuer list
Vnto my wofull cries,
But in her rigour doth persist
And from my succour flies:
And pitilesse to see my death would neuer turne her eies.
O cruell eies, O cruell paine,
O beautie, cruell foe:
Yet doth my faith so firme remaine,
That all my cares and woe
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