711Mo
st worthy comfort,
now my greate
st griefe,
712Thou be
st of deere
st,
and mine onely care,
713Art left the prey of euery vulgar theefe.
714Thee haue I not lockt vp in any che
st,
715Saue where thou art not,
though I feele thou art,
716Within the gentle clo
sure of my bre
st,
717From whence at plea
sure thou mai
st come and part,
718 And euen thence thou wilt be
stolne I feare,
719For truth prooues theeui
sh for a prize
so deare.
721AGain
st that time ( if euer that time come
)
722When I
shall
see thee frowne on my defe
cts,
723When as thy loue hath ca
st his vtmo
st summe,
724Cauld to that audite by adui
s'd re
spe
cts,
725Again
st that time when thou
shalt
strangely pa
sse,
726And
scarcely greete me with that
sunne thine eye,
727When loue conuerted from the thing it was
728Shall rea
sons
finde of
setled grauitie.
729Again
st that time do I in
sconce me here
730Within the knowledge of mine owne de
sart,
731And this my hand,
again
st my
selfe vpreare,
732To guard the lawfull rea
sons on thy part,
733 To leaue poore me,
thou ha
st the
strength of lawes,
734Since why to loue,
I can alledge no cau
se.
736HOw heauie doe I iourney on the way,
737When what I
seeke (my wearie trauels end
)
738Doth teach that ea
se and that repo
se to
say
739Thus farre the miles are mea
surde from thy friend.
740The bea
st that beares me,
tired with my woe,
741Plods duly on,
to beare that waight in me,
742As if by
some in
stin
ct the wretch did know
743His rider lou'd not
speed being made from thee:
744The bloody
spurre cannot prouoke him on,
745That
some-times anger thru
sts into his hide,
746Which heauily he an
swers with a grone,
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