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Byrds and beasts my lawes effect: Mirrha thy faire mother, most of any other, did my louely hests respect. (75) Be with me delighted, Thou shalt be requited, euery Nimph on thee shall tend: All the Gods shall loue thee, Man shall not reproue thee, (80) Loue himselfe shall be thy freend.
Wend thee from mee Venus, I am not disposed, Thou wring’st mee too hard, pre-thee let me goe: (85) Fie, what a paine it is thus to be enclosed, If loue begin with labour, it will end in woe. kisse mee, I will leaue, (90) heere a kisse receiue, a short kisse I doe it find: Wilt thou leaue me so? yet thou shalt not goe, breathe once more thy balmie wind. (95) It smelleth of the Mirh-tree, That to the world did bring thee, neuer was perfume so sweet: When she had thus spoken, Shee gaue him a token, (100) and theyr naked bosoms meet.
Now hee sayd, let’s goe, harke, the hounds are crying, Grieslie Boare is vp, Hunts-men follow fast: (105) At the name of Boare, Venus seemed dying,