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takes, as blythe and free as Maye, And ere-more meete's him in the midle waye. On him hir eyes continualy were fixt; With hir eye-beames his melting looke's were mixt, 156 Which, like the Sunne, that twixt two glasses plaies, From one to th' other cast's rebounding rayes. He, lyke a starre that, to reguild his beames Sucks-in the influence of Phebus streames, 160 Imbathes the lynes of his descending light In the bright fountaines of hir clearest sight. She, faire as fairest Planet in the skye, Hir puritie to noe man doeth denye; 164 The verie chamber that enclouds her shine Lookes lyke the pallace of that God deuine, Who leades the daie about the Zodiake, And euerie euen discends to th'oceane lake; 168 So fierce and feruent is her radiance, Such fyrie stakes she darts at euerie glance As might enflame the icie limmes of age, And make pale death his seignedrie to aswage; 172 To stand and gaze upon her orient lamps, Where Cupid all his chiefest ioyes encamps, And sitts, and playes with euery atomie That in hir Sunne-beames swarme aboundantlie. 176 Thus gazing, and thus striuing, we perseuer: But what so firme that maie continue euer? "Oh not so fast," my rauisht Mistriss cryes, "Leaste my content, that on thy life relyes, 180 Be brought too-soone from his delightfull seate, And me unwares of hoped bliss defeate. Together lett us marche unto content, And be consumed with one blandishment." 184 As she prescrib'd so kept we crotchet-time, And euerie stroake in ordre lyke a chyme, Whilst she, that had preseru'd me by hir pittie, Unto our musike fram'd a groaning dittie. 188 "Alass! alass! that loue should be a sinne! Euen now my blisse and sorrowe doeth beginne. Hould wyde thy lapp, my louelie Danae, And entretaine the golden shoure so free, 192 That trikling falles into thy treasurie. As Aprill-drops not half so pleasant be, Nor Nilus overflowe to AEgipt plaines As this sweet-streames that all hir ioints imbaynes. 196 With "Oh!" and "Oh!" she itching moues hir hipps, And to and fro full lightlie starts and skips: She ierkes hir leggs, a
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