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Now suddain fear ore all her beauty wrought
The pale appearance of a killing Frost;
And carefull Orgo, when she started, thought
She had her Pledge, the precions Emrauld, lost.
Now suddain fear ore all her beauty wrought
The pale appearance of a killing Frost;
And carefull Orgo, when she started, thought
She had her Pledge, the precions Emrauld, lost.
91.
But that kind Heart, as constant as her own,
She did not miss; 'twas from a suddain sence,
Lest in her Lover's heart some change was grown,
And it grew pale with that intelligence.
But that kind Heart, as constant as her own,
She did not miss; 'twas from a suddain sence,
Lest in her Lover's heart some change was grown,
And it grew pale with that intelligence.
92.
Soon from her bosom she this Emrauld took;
If now (said she) my Lord my Heart deceives,
This Stone will by dead paleness make me look
Pale as the Snowy skin of Lilly Leaves.
Soon from her bosom she this Emrauld took;
If now (said she) my Lord my Heart deceives,
This Stone will by dead paleness make me look
Pale as the Snowy skin of Lilly Leaves.
93.
But such a chearfull green the Gem did sling
Where she oppos'd the Rays, as if she had
Been dy'd in the complexion of the Spring,
Or were by Nimphs of Brittain Valleys clad.
But such a chearfull green the Gem did sling
Where she oppos'd the Rays, as if she had
Been dy'd in the complexion of the Spring,
Or were by Nimphs of Brittain Valleys clad.
94.
Soon she with earnest passion kist the Stone;
Which ne'r till then had suffer'd an eclips;
But then the Rays retir'd, as if it shone
In vain, so near the Rubies of her Lips.
Soon she with earnest passion kist the Stone;
Which ne'r till then had suffer'd an eclips;
But then the Rays retir'd, as if it shone
In vain, so near the Rubies of her Lips.
95.
Yet thence remov'd, with publick glory shines!
She Orgo blest, who had this Relique brought;
And kept it like those Reliques lock'd in shrines,
By which the latest Miracles were wrought.
Yet thence remov'd, with publick glory shines!
She Orgo blest, who had this Relique brought;
And kept it like those Reliques lock'd in shrines,
By which the latest Miracles were wrought.
96.
For soon respect was up to rev'rence grown;
Which fear to Superstition would sublime,
But that her Father took Fear's Ladder down;
Loose steps by which distress to Heav'n would climbe.
For soon respect was up to rev'rence grown;
Which fear to Superstition would sublime,
But that her Father took Fear's Ladder down;
Loose steps by which distress to Heav'n would climbe.
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