132787What haue you vrg'd, that I can not reproue?
788The path is
smooth that leadeth on to danger,
789I hate not loue, but your deui
se in loue,
790That lends imbracements vnto euery
stranger,
791 You do it for increa
se, ô
straunge excu
se!
792 When rea
son is the bawd to lu
sts abu
se.
133793Call it not loue, for loue to heauen is
fled,
794Since
sweating lu
st on earth v
surpt his name,
795Vnder who
se
simple
semblance he hath fed,
796Vpon fre
sh beautie, blotting it with blame;
797 Which the hot tyrant
staines, &
soone bereaues:
798 As Caterpillers do the tender leaues.
134799Loue comforteth like
sun-
shine after raine,
800But lu
sts e
ffe
ct is tempe
st after
sunne,
801Loues gentle
spring doth alwayes fre
sh remaine,
802Lu
sts winter comes, ere
sommer halfe be donne:
803 Loue
surfets not, lu
st like a glutton dies:
804 Loue is all truth, lu
st full of forged lies.
135805More I could tell, but more I dare not
say,
806The text is old, the Orator too greene,
807Therefore in
sadne
sse, now I will away,
808My face is full of
shame, my heart of teene,
809 Mine eares that to your wanton talke attended,
810 Do burne them
selues, for hauing
so o
ffended.
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