88523Faire Queene (quoth he) if anie loue you owe me,
524Mea
sure my
strangene
sse with my vnripe yeares,
525Before I know my
selfe,
seeke not to know me,
526No
fisher but the vngrowne frie forbeares,
527 The mellow plum doth fall, the greene
sticks fa
st,
528 Or being early pluckt, is
sower tota
st.
89529Looke the worlds comforter with wearie gate,
530His dayes hot taske hath ended in the we
st,
531The owle (nights herald)
shreeks, tis verie late,
532The
sheepe are gone to fold, birds to their ne
st,
533 And cole-black clouds, that
shadow heauens light,
534 Do
summon vs to part, and bid good night.
90535Now let me
say goodnight, and
so
say you,
536If you will
say
so, you
shall haue a kis;
537Goodnight (quoth
she) and ere he
sayes adue,
538The honie fee of parting tendred is,
539 Her armes do lend his necke a
sweet imbrace,
540 Incorporate then they
seeme, face growes to face.
91541Till breathle
sse he di
sioynd, and backward drew,
542The heauenly moi
sture that
sweet corall mouth,
543Who
se precious ta
st, her thir
stie lips well knew,
544Whereon they
surfet, yet complaine on drouth,
545 He with her plentie pre
st,
she faint with dearth,
546 Their lips together glewed, fall to the earth.