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Her Face, o recast with thought, does soobe tray
Th'assembled spirits, which his Eies detect
By her pale look, as by the Milkie way,
Men first did the assembled Stars suspect.

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Or as a Pris'ner, that in Prison pines,
Still at the utmost window grieving lies;
Even so her Soul, imprison'd, sadly shines,
As if it watch'd for freedom at her Eys!

71.
This guides him to her Pulse, th'Alarum Bell,
Which waits the insurrections of desire;
And rings so fast, as if the Cittadell,
Her newly conquer'd Breast, were all one fire!

72.
Then on the Duke, he casts a short survay;
Whose Veins, his Temples, with deep purple grace;
Then Love's dispair gives them a pale allay;
And shifts the whole complexion of his Face.

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Nature's wise Spie does outward with them walk;
And finds, each in the midst of thinking starts;
Breath'd short, and swiftly in disoder'd talk,
To cool, beneath Love's Torrid Zone, their hearts,

74.
When all these Symptones he observ'd, he knows
From Alga, which is rooted deep in Seas,
To the high Cedar that on Mountains grows,
No sov'raign hearb is found for their disease.

75.
He would not Nature's eldest Law resist,
As if wise Nature's Law could be impure;
But Birtha with indulgent Looks dismist,
And means to counsel, what he cannot cure.

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