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First Line: Come again, sweet love doth now invite
Last Line: Do attempt, while she, for triumphs laughs.
Subject(s): Happiness; Joy; Delight


COME again, sweet love doth now invite
Thy graces that refrain
To do me due delight,
To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die
With thee again, in sweetest sympathy.

Come again, that I may cease to mourn,
Through thy unkind disdain,
For now, left and forlorn,
I sit, I sigh, I weep, I faint, I die,
In deadly pain, and endless misery.

All the day, the sun that lends me shine,
By frowns doth cause me pine,
And feeds me with delay:
Her smiles, my springs that make my joys to grow,
Her frowns, the winters of my woe.

All the night, my sleeps are full of dreams,
My eyes are full of streams,
My heart takes no delight
To see the fruits and joys that some do find,
And mark, the storms are me assigned.

Out alas! my faith is ever true,
Yet will she never rue,
Nor yield me any grace,
Her eyes of fire, her heart of flint is made,
Whom tears nor truth may once invade.

Gentle love, draw forth thy wounding dart,
Thou canst not pierce her heart:
For I, that do approve
By sighs and tears, (more hot than are thy shafts)
Do attempt, while she, for triumphs laughs.





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