A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 7 by Various
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I her to serve, she thus to honour me--
Bewrays the truth of our elections, Delighting in this mutual sympathy. Thus love for love entreat's the queen of love, That with her help Love's solace we may prove. I see my mistress seeks as well as I To stay the strife of her perplexed mind: Full fain she would our secret company, If she the wished way thereof might find. Heavens, have ye seen, or hath the age of man Recorded such a miracle as this-- In equal love two noble hearts to frame, That never spake one with another's bliss? I am assured that she doth assent To my relief, that I should reap the same, If she could frame the means of my content, Keeping herself from danger of defame. In happy hour right now I did receive This cane from her; which gift though it be small, Receiving it, what joys I did conceive Within my fainting spirits therewithal! Who knoweth love aright, may well conceive By like adventures that to them befall. "For needs the lover must esteem that well, Which comes from her, with whom his heart doth dwell." Assuredly it is not without cause She gave me this; something she meant thereby: For therewithal I might perceive her pause Awhile, as though some weighty thing did lie Upon her heart, which she concealed, because |
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