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34.
As Eagles then, when nearest Heav'n they flie;
Of wild impossibles soon weary grow;
Feeling their bodies find no rest so high,
And therefore pearch on Earthly things below:
As Eagles then, when nearest Heav'n they flie;
Of wild impossibles soon weary grow;
Feeling their bodies find no rest so high,
And therefore pearch on Earthly things below:
35.
So now she yields; him she an Angel deem'd
Shall be a Man; the Name which Virgins fear;
Yet the most harmless to a Maid he seem'd,
That ever yet that fatal name did bear.
So now she yields; him she an Angel deem'd
Shall be a Man; the Name which Virgins fear;
Yet the most harmless to a Maid he seem'd,
That ever yet that fatal name did bear.
36.
Soon her opinion of his hurtless heart,
Affection turns to faith; and then Loves fire
To Heav'n, though bashfully, she does impart;
And to her Mother in the Heav'nly Quire.
Soon her opinion of his hurtless heart,
Affection turns to faith; and then Loves fire
To Heav'n, though bashfully, she does impart;
And to her Mother in the Heav'nly Quire.
37.
If I do love, (said she) that love (O Heav'n!)
Your own Disciple, Nature, bred in me;
Why should I hide the passion you have given,
Or blush to shew effects which you decree?
If I do love, (said she) that love (O Heav'n!)
Your own Disciple, Nature, bred in me;
Why should I hide the passion you have given,
Or blush to shew effects which you decree?
38.
And you, my alter'd Mother (grown above
Great Nature, which you read, and rev'renc'd here)
Chide not such kindness, as you once call'd Love,
When you as mortal as my Father were.
And you, my alter'd Mother (grown above
Great Nature, which you read, and rev'renc'd here)
Chide not such kindness, as you once call'd Love,
When you as mortal as my Father were.
39.
This said, her Soul into her breasts retires!
With Love's vain diligence of heart she dreams
Her self into possession of desires,
And trusts unanchor'd Hope in fleeting Streams.
This said, her Soul into her breasts retires!
With Love's vain diligence of heart she dreams
Her self into possession of desires,
And trusts unanchor'd Hope in fleeting Streams.
40.
Already thinks, the Duke her own spous'd Lord,
Cur'd, and again from bloody battel brought,
Where all false Lovers perish'd by his sword,
The true to her for his protection sought.
Already thinks, the Duke her own spous'd Lord,
Cur'd, and again from bloody battel brought,
Where all false Lovers perish'd by his sword,
The true to her for his protection sought.
She
