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Sences which seeke my starre so cleare and bright, By making heere and there your thoughts estray:Tell me, what will you feele before her sight? (25) Hence solitarinesse, torments away, Felt for her sake, and wearied members cast Of all your paine, redeem’d this happie day. O stay not time, but passe with speedie hast, And Fortune hinder not her comming now, (30) O God, betides me yet this greefe at last?Come my sweete Sheepheardesse, the life which thou (Perhaps) didst thinke was ended long agoe, At thy commaund is readie still to bow. Comes not my Sheepheardesse desired so? (35) O God, what if she’s lost, or if she stray Within this wood, where trees so thick doo grow? Or if this Nimph that lately went away, Perhaps forgot to goe and seeke her out: No, no, in (her) obliuion neuer lay. (40) Thou onely art my Sheepheardesse, about Whose thoughts my soule shall finde her ioy and rest: Why comm’st not then to assure it from doubt? O seest thou not the Sunne passe to the West? And if it passe, and I behold thee not: (45) Then I my wonted torments will request And thou shalt waile my hard and heauie lot.

FINIS. Bar. Yong.

¶ Another of Astrophell to his Stella. +

I N a Groaue most rich of shade, Where birds wanton musique made; May, then young, his pyed weedes showing, New perfum’d, with flowers fresh growing. (5) Astrophell with Stella sweete, Did for mutuall comfort meete