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Waterre wytches, crownede wythe reytes[103], 900 Bere mee to yer leathalle tyde. I die; I comme; mie true love waytes. Thos the damselle spake, and dyed. BIRTHA. Thys syngeyng haveth whatte coulde make ytte please; Butte mie uncourtlie shappe benymmes mee of all ease. 905 AELLA, _atte_ WATCHETTE. Curse onne mie tardie woundes! brynge mee a stede! I wylle awaie to Birtha bie thys nyghte: Albeytte fro mie woundes mie soul doe blede, I wylle awaie, & die wythynne her syghte. Brynge mee a stede, wythe eagle-wynges for flyghte; 910 Swefte as mie wyshe, &, as mie love ys, stronge. The Danes have wroughte mee myckle woe ynne syghte, Inne kepeynge mee from Birtha's armes so longe. O! whatte a dome was myne, sythe masterie Canne yeve ne pleasaunce, nor mie londes goode leme myne eie! 915 Yee goddes, howe ys a loverres temper formed! Sometymes the samme thynge wylle bothe bane, & blesse; On tyme encalede[104], yanne bie the same thynge warmd, Estroughted foorthe, and yanne ybrogten less. 'Tys Birtha's loss whyche doe mie thoughtes possesse; 920 I wylle, I muste awaie: whie staies mie stede? Mie huscarles, hyther haste; prepare a dresse, Whyche couracyers[105] yn hastie journies nede. O heavens! I moste awaie to Byrtha eyne, For yn her lookes I fynde mie beynge doe entwyne. 925 CELMONDE, _att_ BRYSTOWE. The worlde ys darke wythe nyghte; the wyndes are stylle; Fayntelie the mone her palyde lyghte makes gleme; The upryste[106] sprytes the sylente letten[107] fylle, Wythe ouphant faeryes joynyng ynne the dreme; The forreste sheenethe wythe the sylver leme; 930 Nowe maie mie love be sated ynn yttes treate; Uponne the lynche of somme swefte reynyng streme, Att the swote banquette I wylle swotelie eate. Thys ys the howse; yee hyndes, swythyn appere. CELMONDE, SERVYTOURE. CELMONDE. Go telle to Birtha strayte, a straungerr waytethe here. 935 CELMONDE, BIRTHA. BIRTHA. Celmonde! yee seynctes! I hope thou haste goode newes. CELMONDE. The hope ys loste: for heavie newes prepare. BIRTHA. Is AElla welle? CELMONDE. Hee lyves; & stylle maie use
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