The Lover to His Lady in Durance
Abandon care from daintie breast,
bewaile no more your fate,
For why the Gods to pittie dreast,
will chaunge his stormie state;
And graunt you joy at your desire,
though rancor rage like Aetna fire.
bewaile no more your fate,
For why the Gods to pittie dreast,
will chaunge his stormie state;
And graunt you joy at your desire,
though rancor rage like Aetna fire.
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