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GONDIBERT,
25.
Why art thou now, who hast so joyfull liv'd
Ere love thou knewst, become with Love so sad?
If thou hast lost fair Virtue, then be griev'd;
Else shew thou know'st her worth, by being glad.
Why art thou now, who hast so joyfull liv'd
Ere love thou knewst, become with Love so sad?
If thou hast lost fair Virtue, then be griev'd;
Else shew thou know'st her worth, by being glad.
26.
Thy love's high soaring cannot be a crime;
Nor can we, if a Spinster loves a King,
Say that her love ambitiously does climb:
Love seeks no honour, but does honour bring;
Thy love's high soaring cannot be a crime;
Nor can we, if a Spinster loves a King,
Say that her love ambitiously does climb:
Love seeks no honour, but does honour bring;
27.
Mounts others value, and her own lets fall!
Kings honour is but little, till made much
By Subjects Tongues! Elixar-Love turns all
To pow'rfull Gold, where it does onely touch.
Mounts others value, and her own lets fall!
Kings honour is but little, till made much
By Subjects Tongues! Elixar-Love turns all
To pow'rfull Gold, where it does onely touch.
28.
Thou lov'st a Prince above thine own degree:
Degree is Monarch's Art; Love, Nature's Law;
In Love's free State all Pow'rs so levell'd be,
That there, affection governs more than aw.
Thou lov'st a Prince above thine own degree:
Degree is Monarch's Art; Love, Nature's Law;
In Love's free State all Pow'rs so levell'd be,
That there, affection governs more than aw.
29.
But thou dost love where Rhodalind does love;
And thence thy griefs of jealousie begin;
A cause which does thy sorrow vainly move;
Since 'tis thy noble fate, and not thy Sin.
But thou dost love where Rhodalind does love;
And thence thy griefs of jealousie begin;
A cause which does thy sorrow vainly move;
Since 'tis thy noble fate, and not thy Sin.
30.
This vain and voluntary Load of grief
(For Fate sent Love, thy will does sorrow bear)
Thou to the Temple carry'st for relief,
And so to Heav'n art guided by thy fear.
This vain and voluntary Load of grief
(For Fate sent Love, thy will does sorrow bear)
Thou to the Temple carry'st for relief,
And so to Heav'n art guided by thy fear.
31.
Wild Fear! Which has a Common-wealth devis'd
In Heav'n's old Realm, and Saints in Senates fram'd;
Such as by which, were Beasts well civilliz'd,
They would suspect their Tamer Man, untam'd.
Wild Fear! Which has a Common-wealth devis'd
In Heav'n's old Realm, and Saints in Senates fram'd;
Such as by which, were Beasts well civilliz'd,
They would suspect their Tamer Man, untam'd.
Wild
