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Those, blessings of the earth, we Swaines doe call; Astra can blesse those blessings earth and all.

FINIS. W. Browne

A defiance to disdainefull Loue. +

N Ow haue I learn’d with much adoe at last, By true disdaine to kill desire, This was the marke at which I shot so fast, Vnto this height I did aspire. (5) Proud Loue, + now doe thy worst, and spare not, For thee and all thy shafts I care not.
What hast thou left wherewith to moue my minde? What life to quicken dead desire? I count thy words and oathes as light as winde, (10) I feele no heate in all thy fire. Goe change thy bow, and get a stronger, Goe breake thy shafts, and buy thee longer.
In vaine thou bait’st thy hooke with beauties blaze, In vaine thy wanton eyes allure. (15) These are but toyes, for them that loue to gaze, I know what harme thy lookes procure: Some strange conceit must be deuised, Or thou and all thy skill despised.

FINIS. Ignoto.