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Nor your sweet tongue, dipped in gall, (16)
Need at all
From your presence interdict me!
By my love, long, firm, and true,
Borne to you;
By these tears, my grief expressing;
By this pipe, which, nights and days,
my fault confessing!
Ne'er my sight I'll interdict thee
Ne'er speak words more, dipped in gall!
Ne'er, ne'er, will I more afflict thee
What is past shall now suffice!
Now new joys I'll be inventing!
Let these eyes (by thy confessing,
Never see more nights, nor days!
Let my woes be past expressing!
I cease to be kind and true.
For you have
Thus are both our states amended!
Fuller pardon than you crave!
And my fear is quite suspended;
Since mine ire
Wrought th' effect I most desire.
THAT ONLY HER BEAUTY AND VOICE
PASSION may my judgement blear!
Ladies, I do think there be,
Surely, I will not deny
But some others reach as high,
With their sweet warbling voices:
But since her notes charmed mine ear,
UPON HER PROTESTING, THAT NOW,
LADY! you are with beauties so enriched
As I can hardly find,
Which of them all hath most my heart bewitched.
Whether your skin so white, so smooth, so tender, Or face so lovely fair,
Or long heart-binding hair,
Or dainty hand, or leg and foot so slender;
Or whether your sharp wit and lively spirit,
Or your most pleasing grace;
Most lovely, all, and each, of them doth move me More than words can express :
But yet I must confess
I love you most; because you please to love me!