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EBBA 37118

British Library - Huth
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Love deserveth Love

A yoonge man that on VENUS sporte doth raunge,
Taking delight his mistres eyse to chaunge.
In lewe of LOVE doth hope to be rewarded,
And with a gentle looke to be rewarded.
He proffers service, vowing all he maye
that were she deade there never would be daie.
Saying then Phoebe thow art more devine,
Shee borroweth Phoebus light, and Phoebus thine,
And one the top his Estridge plumed Helme
He beares her glove, his foes to overwhelme.
And for reward he nothinge doth requier
But Love's sweet-water to asswage Luste[s] fier.
He seekes not for abundance out of measure
But Love's reward is all his hop'te for treasure.


T.W.

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