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Doe flowe, our thirst with sauourie liquours slaking:
The coloured flower, whose sweete and fragrant smelling
To banish melancholie greefes sufficeth,
Which makes the hart from sweet content rebelling,
His might, that all despiseth,
Cannot subdue, nor malice, nor the brauerie,
Of that most cruell king, whose sway doth wearie vs,
Whose punishment, and slauerie
Is absolute, vniust, and meere imperious.
For amorous greefes, to hels of paines that ferrie vs,
No remedies haue yet beene salutiferous,
But still the poison fuming
Infects my soule with torments most pestiferous.
Taurisus.
He that in loue is euermore consuming,
Is neuer glad, for such an euill tires him,
Liuing in greefe, in greefe his death resuming:
Loue giues him paines, and most with torments fires him,
When most he seekes his pastime and his pleasure;
For then with furious thoughts he most inspires him:
Those few times when a soule entoies her treasure,
Greefe doth succeede in place, whose balefull souenaunce
Makes it returne to playning without measure:
Loue will enioy his couenants:
And whom he conquers, kils, or prisoner taketh,
He thinkes by him to get most famous glorie:
His prisoner now, that quaketh,
He giu•… to Fortune, with his Fortune sorie,
Or sels to greefe, whom euermore it shaketh,
And paints in him her dire and tragicke storie,
And him thats burning in his hottest fires
He quite consumes, the cruell he retires.
Berardus.
The whole man waxeth sicke as he intreates him,
He turnes each hart from former ioy to sadnes,
Still killing him, that liuing is, and threates him,
That is most free, with bonds, the scourge of gladnes:
Since then (my soule) thou knowest too well how cruell
This Tyrant is, be patient, and content thee,
That such a place containes thy amorous fuell:
(So high a place) Take greefes, and now present thee
To all those harmes, and paines he shall enure thee:
Enioy thine ill, and in thy greefes maintaine thee,
Bicause by how much more thou shalt procure thee
A meanes, to rid thy selfe from that that paines thee,
The more thou shalt enwrap thee in his briers,
And shalt be furdest from thy cheefe desires:
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