[illustration]
[illustration]
COme my best and deerest,
come sit thee downe by me:
When thou and I am néerest,
bréeds my felicitie:
To verifie the Prouerbe,
would set my heart at rest,
Amantium irae amoris
redintegratio est.
My faire and chast Penelope,
declare to me thy minde:
Wherein I haue offended thee,
to make the proue vnkinde:
I neuer vrg'd the cause
in earnest or in iest,
Amantium irae amoris
redintegratio est.
Thy beauty gaue me much content,
thy vertue gaue me more:
Thy modest kinde ciuility,
which I doe much adore:
Thy modest stately Iesture,
liues shrined in my brest:
Amantium irae amoris
redintegratio est.
How dearely I haue loued thee,
thou wilt confesse and tell:
More then my tongue can here ex∣presse,
my fayre and sweetest Nell:
Oh hadst thou bin but true in loue,
I had beene double blest:
Amantium irae amoris
redintegratio est.
And wilt thou then forsake me loue,
and thus from me be gone,
Whom I doe hold my turtle doue,
my péerlesse Parragon:
The Phoenix of the world,
And pillow of my rest:
Amantium irae amoris
redintegratio est.
Fayre Cynthia the want of thée
doth bréed my ouerthrow:
My body in my agony
doth melt away like snow.
The plagues of Egipt could no more
torment my tender brest,
Amantium irae amoris
redintegratio est.
Now I like wéeping Niobe
may wash my hands in teares,
Whilst others gaine the loue of thée
I daunted am with feares.
Now may I sigh and waile in woe,
disasterously distrest.
Amantium irae amoris
redintegratio est.
And thus in breuitie of time
I sadly end my ditty:
Which here am left to starue & pine,
without remorse or pitty.
Yet will I pray that still thou maist
remaine among the bl••st.
Amantium irae amoris
redintegratio est.