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Tixall Poetry.
Yet what does enough appeare,
I besides from you would heare.
I besides from you would heare.
Amarillis.
Thirsis, lookes but little show,
Les my words can hope to doe;
Yet the memory promises
To supply the want of these;
Deeply there imprest must be
Your forepast felicity;
And 'tis that will tell you best,
All the joyes I have possest,
(As in her their centre met,)
Since I've been with Amoret.
Thirsis, lookes but little show,
Les my words can hope to doe;
Yet the memory promises
To supply the want of these;
Deeply there imprest must be
Your forepast felicity;
And 'tis that will tell you best,
All the joyes I have possest,
(As in her their centre met,)
Since I've been with Amoret.
Thirsis.
Then I see, since I have stray'd
Soe far off, 'twill not be made
Easily to you appeare
(Who confine all pleasure here,)
That my satisfaction might
Higher rise than your delight.
Then I see, since I have stray'd
Soe far off, 'twill not be made
Easily to you appeare
(Who confine all pleasure here,)
That my satisfaction might
Higher rise than your delight.
