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l might keepe a man from being olde. 108 A prettie rysing wombe without a weame, That shone as bright as anie siluer streame; And bare out like the bending of an hill, At whose decline a fountaine dwelleth still; 112 That hath his mouth besett with uglie bryers, Resembling much a duskie nett of wyres; A loftie buttock, barrd with azure veines, Whose comelie swelling, when my hand distreines, 116 Or wanton checketh with a harmlesse stype, It makes the fruites of loue oftsoone be rype, And pleasure pluckt too tymelie from the stemme To dye ere it hath seene Jerusalem. 120 O Gods! that euer anie thing so sweete, So suddenlie should fade awaie, and fleete! Hir armes are spread, and I am all unarm'd, Lyke one with Ouid's cursed hemlocke charm'd; 124 So are my Limms unwealdlie for the fight That spend their strength in thought of hir delight. What shall I doe to shewe my self a man? It will not be for ought that beawtie can. 128 I kisse, I clap, I feele, I view at will, Yett dead he lyes, not thinking good or ill. "Unhappie me," quoth shee, "and wilt' not stand? Com, lett me rubb and chafe it with my hand! 132 Perhaps the sillie worme is labour'd sore, And wearied that it can doe noe more; If it be so, as I am greate a-dread, I wish tenne thousand times that I were dead. 136 How ere it is, no meanes shall want in me, That maie auaile to his recouerie." Which saide, she tooke and rould it on hir thigh, And when she look't on't, she would weepe and sighe; 140 She dandled it, and dancet it up and doune, Not ceasing till she rais'd it from his swoune. And then he flue on hir as he were wood, And on hir breeche did hack and foyne a-good; 144 He rub'd, and prickt, and pierst her to the bones, Digging as farre as eath he might for stones; Now high, now lowe, now stryking shorte and thicke; Now dyuing deepe, he toucht hir to the quicke; 148 Now with a gird he would his course rebate, Straite would he take him to a statlie gate; Plaie while him list, and thrust he neare so hard, Poore pacient Grissill lyeth at hir warde, 152 And giue's, and
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