Shall I tell you whom I loue ? Hearken then a while to me, And if such a Woman moue, As I now shall versifie, Be assur'd tis Shee or none, That I loue and loue alone. 2 Nature did her so much right, As she scornes the helpe of Art : In as many vertues dight, As ere yet imbrac'd a heart. So much good so truely try'd Some for lesse were Deify'd. 3 Wit she hath without desire, To make knowne how much shee hath ; And her anger flames no higher, Then may fitly sweeten wrath. Full of pitty as may be, Though perhaps not so to me. 4 Reason masters euery Sence, And her vertues grace her birth; Louely as all Excellence: Modest in her most of myrth. Likelyhood enough to proue, Onely worth could kindle loue. 5 Such She is, and if you know, Such a one as I haue sung, Be she browne or faire, or so, That Shee be but somewhat young. Be assur'd tis shee or none, That I loue and loue alone.
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