Louer's complaint (Quarto, 1609)
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A LOVERS
245The accident which brought me to her eie,
¶Vpon the moment did her force subdewe,
¶Religious loue put out religions eye:
¶Not to be tempted would she be enur'd,
250And now to tempt all liberty procure.
¶How mightie then you are, Oh heare me tell,
¶The broken bosoms that to me belong,
¶Haue emptied all their fountaines in my well:
¶And mine I powre your Ocean all amonge:
¶My parts had powre to charme a sacred Sunne,
¶Who disciplin'd I dieted in grace,
¶All vowes and consecrations giuing place:
¶In thee hath neither sting, knot, nor confine
¶For thou art all and all things els are thine.
¶Of stale example? when thou wilt inflame,
¶Of wealth of filliall feare, lawe, kindred fame,
¶The Alloes of all forces, shockes and feares.
¶Now all these hearts that doe on mine depend,
¶Feeling it breake, with bleeding groanes they pine,
275To leaue the battrie that you make gainst mine,
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