61361Full gently now she takes him by the hand,

362A lillie prisond in a gaile of snow,

363Or Iuorie in an allablaster band,

364So white a friend, ingirts so white a fo:

365 This beautious combat wilfull, and vnwilling,

366 Showed like two siluer doues that sit a billing.

62367Once more the engin of her thoughts began,

368O fairest mouer on this mortall round,

369Would thou wert as I am, and I a man,

370My heart all whole as thine, thy heart my wound,

371 For one sweet looke thy helpe I would assure thee,

372 Thogh nothing but my bodies bane wold cure thee

63373Giue me my hand (saith he,) why dost thou feele it?

374Giue me my heart (saith she,) and thou shalt haue it.

375O giue it me lest thy hard heart do steele it,

376And being steeld, soft sighes can neuer graue it.

377 Then loues deepe grones, I neuer shall regard,

378 Because Adonis heart hath made mine hard.

64379For shame he cries, let go, and let me go,

380My dayes delight is past, my horse is gone,

381And tis your fault I am bereft him so,

382I pray you hence, and leaue me here alone,

383 For all my mind, my thought, my busie care,

384 Is how to get my palfrey from the mare.

65385Thus she replies, thy palfrey as he should,

386Welcomes the warme approch of sweet desire,

387Affection is a coale that must be coold,

388Else sufferd it will set the heart on fire,

389 The sea hath bounds, but deepe desire hath none,

390 Therfore no maruell though thy horse be gone.