Poems, &c. By James Shirley.

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Poems, &c. By James Shirley.
Author
Shirley, James, 1596-1666.
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London :: Printed [by Ruth Raworth and Susan Islip] for Humphrey Moseley, and are to be sold at his shop at the signe of the Princes Armes in St. Pauls Church-yard,
1646.
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To a Mistris in whose Letter some Tears were dropt.

THink not my dearest Mistris, that I can Forget my vows to thee, and be a man: Love is for more then life, that's but a span.
Those drops which on thy Letter did appear, At once both stain'd and made thy paper clear, I would have read thy eyes, and not thy tear.
Yet Ile not chide thee for it, it may be To make me rich thou sentst those pearls to me: Alas, I must be poor in wanting thee.
Had I a thought about me did not lay Thee up a treasure to my love, Ide say Thy tears were sorrow for my sin, and pray.

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But knowing my selfe thine, how e're thou do An act to grieve my love, and thy owne too, My self Ile flatter by not thinking so.
Examine thy own soul, and if thou find Faith there, it was but coppyed from my mind; Which may be wounded, never be unkind.
So farewel my Odelia, be thou just, For when I die, I'le love thee in my dust; And when I fail thee most, secure thy trust.
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