How He Encouraged Himself to Proceede in Love and to Hope for Favoure in the Ende at Loves Hands. Sonet 6 -
Sonet 6.
It may be Loue doth not my death pretend
Although he shutes at me but thinkes it fitte
Thus to bewitch thee for my benefitte
Causing thy will to my wish condescend.
For witches which some murder doe intend
Doe make a picture and doe shute at it
And in that place where they the picture hitt
The partyes selfe doth languish to his end
So Loue to weake by force thy hearte to taynt
Within my hearte thy heauenly shape doth paynte.
Suffering therein his arrowes to abyde
Only to th'end he might by witches arte
Within my hearte pierce through thy pictures side
And through thy pictures side might wound thy hearte.
It may be Loue doth not my death pretend
Although he shutes at me but thinkes it fitte
Thus to bewitch thee for my benefitte
Causing thy will to my wish condescend.
For witches which some murder doe intend
Doe make a picture and doe shute at it
And in that place where they the picture hitt
The partyes selfe doth languish to his end
So Loue to weake by force thy hearte to taynt
Within my hearte thy heauenly shape doth paynte.
Suffering therein his arrowes to abyde
Only to th'end he might by witches arte
Within my hearte pierce through thy pictures side
And through thy pictures side might wound thy hearte.
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