1 O neuer to be moued O beauty vnrelenting : Hard hart too dearely loued, Fond loue too late repenting : Why did I dreame of too much blisse ? Deceitfull hope was cause of this. O heare mee speake this and no more Liue you in ioy, while I my woes deplore. 2 All comforts despayred Distaste your bitter scorning, Great sorrowes vnrepayred Admit no meane in mourning : Dye wretch, since hope from thee is fled ; He that must dye is better dead. O deare delight, yet ere I dye Some pitty shew, though you reliefe deny.
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