56331An Ouen that is
stopt, or riuer
stayd,
332Burneth more hotly,
swelleth with more rage:
333So of concealed
sorow may be
sayd,
334Free vent of words loues
fier doth a
sswage,
335 But when the hearts atturney once is mute,
336 The client breakes, as de
sperat in his
sute.
57337He
sees her comming, and begins to glow:
338Euen as a dying coale reuiues with winde,
339And with his bonnet hides his angrie brow,
340Lookes on the dull earth with di
sturbed minde:
341 Taking no notice that
she is
so nye,
342 For all askance he holds her in his eye.
58343O what a
sight it was wi
stly to view,
344How
she came
stealing to the wayward boy,
345To note the
fighting con
fli
ct of her hew,
346How white and red, ech other did de
stroy:
347 But now her cheeke was pale, and by and by
348 It
fla
sht forth
fire, as lightning from the skie.
59349Now was
she iu
st before him as he
sat,
350And like a lowly louer downe
she kneeles,
351With one faire hand
she heaueth vp his hat,
352Her other tender hand his faire cheeke feeles:
353 His tendrer cheeke, receiues her
soft hands print,
354 As apt, as new falne
snow takes any dint.
60355Oh what a war of lookes was then betweene them,
356Her eyes petitioners to his eyes
suing,
357His eyes
saw her eyes, as they had not
seene them,
358Her eyes wooed
still, his eyes di
sdaind the wooing:
359 And all this dumbe play had his a
cts made plain,
360 With tears which Chorus-like her eyes did rain.