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To ERANTINA.
Blind naked loue, who breeds those stormy broyls
Which from my deare me to my dole debars:
To mee the pangs, to thee pertaine the spoyls:
Thou taks aduantage of our ciuill warres,
I liue exild, but thou remains too neare,
Yet like a tirant shee triumphs o're thee.
Her presence maks thee more then blind I heare:
And absence is farre worse then death to mee,
Could I as thou, from ielous eyes be free,
Then should I be as blith as thou art blind:
I should not then dispaire, nor wish to die,
Nor should my sighs increas the wauering wind.
O rigor strange since Loue must still remaine,
In presence blind, and I in absence slain.
Ʋna di••s tantum est, qua te non femina vidi,Et sine iam videor seusibus es••s ••••is.