Tixall Poetry/The Fanne

by unknown author

The Fanne.

 

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Cruell Dorinda laught to heare me mume,
          Cryeng I burne;
And skoffing sayd, heare, take, and coole thee, man,
          With this my fan.
I sayd, no fanns, but flames my flames require,
          To quench desyre;
And cry'd, well may all dull and earthly fyres
With dull and earthly fyres be more encreast;
But loves more active and sublime desyres
With active and sublime desyres are easd:
Learne then, oh learne loves high and mistik art,
          To cure my burning paine;
Give me, oh give a pure and flaming hart,
          And take thy fan againe.