The dart, the beams, the sting, s I prove, Which my chief part doth pass through, parch, and tie, That of the stroke, the heat, and knot of love, Wounded, inflamed, knit to the death, I die.
Hardened and cold, far from affes snare Was once my mind, my temper, and my life; While I that sight, desire, and vow forbare, Which to avoid, quench, lose, nought boasted strife.
Yet will not I grief, ashes, thraldom ge For others ease, their fruit, or free estate; So brave a shot, dear fire, ay strange, Bid me pierce, burn, and bind, long time and late, And in my wounds, my flames, and bonds, I find A salve, fresh air, and bright tented mind.
* * * Virtue, beauty, and speech, did strike, wound, charm, My heart, eyes, ears, with wonder, love, delight, First, sed, last, did bind, enforce, and arm, His works, shows, suits, with wit, grace, and vows might, Thus honour, liking, trust, much, far, and deep, Held, pierced, possessed, my judgment, sense, and will, Till wro……（内容加载失败！）
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