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TWO MAIDS WOOING A MAN
A. CET you hence, for I must go
Where it fits not you to know !
Thou to me thy secrets tell.
D. If to either, thou dost ill.
D. Thou hast sworn my Love to be.
- Then whither goest ? say, whither?
RED AND WHITE
TF She be made of white and red,
Her faults will ne'er be known; For blushing cheeks by faults are bred
And fears by pale white shown : Then if she fear, or be to blame,
By this you shall not know,For still her cheeks possess the same
Which native she doth owe !
TAKE, O, take those lips away
That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day,
Lights that do mislead the morn: But my kisses bring again; Seals of love, but seald in vain ;
--Seal'd in vain.
HANG there, my verse, in witness of my love :
And thou, thrice-crowned Queen of night,
survey With thy chaste eye, from thy pale sphere above,
Thy huntress' name that my full life doth sway. O Rosalind ! these trees shall be my books,
And in their barks my thoughts I'll character ; That every eye which in this forest looks
Shall see thy virtue witness'd every where.
SWEET Mistress,—what your name is else, I
know not, Nor by what wonder you do hit of mine,– Less in your knowledge and your grace you show
Than our earth’s wonder, more than earth, divine. Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak;
Lay open to my earthy-gross conceit, Smother'd in errors, feeble, shallow, weak,
The folded meaning of your words’ deceit. Against my soul's pure truth why labour you
To make it wander in an unknown field ? Are you a god? would you create me new?
Transform me then, and to your power I'll yield!
EROS AND ANTEROS ART thou, god, to shepherd turn'd,
That a maiden's heart hath burn'd? Why, thy godhead laid apart, Warr'st thou with a woman's heart? Whiles the eye of man did woo me, That could do no vengeance to me. If the scorn of your bright eyne Hath power to raise such love in mine, Alack, in me what strange effect Would they work in mild aspect ! Whiles you chid me, I did love ; How then might your praỹers move ! He that brings this love to thee Little knows this love in me : And by him seal up thy mind; Whether that thy youth and kind Will the faithful offer take Of me and all that I can make ; Or else by him my love deny, And then I'll study how to die.