216With obie
cts manyfold; each
seuerall
stone,
217With wit well blazond
smil'd or made
some mone.
32218Lo all the
se trophies of a
ffe
ctions hot,
219Of pen
siu'd and
subdew'd de
sires the tender,
220Nature hath chargd me that I hoord them not,
221But yeeld them vp where I my
selfe mu
st render:
222That is to you my origin and ender
: 223For the
se of force mu
st your oblations be,
224Since I their Aulter, you enpatrone me.
33225Oh then aduance (of yours
) that phra
seles hand,
226Who
se white weighes downe the airy
scale of prai
se,
227Take all the
se
similies to your owne command,
228Hollowed with
sighes that burning lunges did rai
se:
229What me your mini
ster for you obaies
230Workes vnder you, and to your audit comes
231Their di
stra
ct parcells, in combined
summes.
34232Lo this deuice was
sent me from a Nun,
Or Sister sanctified of holiest note,
Which late her noble suit in court did shun,
233Who
se rare
st hauings made the blo
ssoms dote,
234For
she was
sought by
spirits of ritche
st cote,
235But kept cold di
stance, and did thence remoue,
236To
spend her liuing in eternall loue.
35237But oh my
sweet what labour i
st to leaue,
238The thing we haue not, ma
string what not
striues,
239Playing the Place which did no forme receiue,
240Playing patient
sports in vncon
straind giues,
241She that her fame
so to her
selfe contriues,
242The
scarres of battaile
scapeth by the
flight,
243And makes her ab
sence valiant, not her might.
36244Oh pardon me in that my boa
st is true,
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