dain!
(_disdain_)
With bitter sorrow still oppress not me,
(_not me_)
But mildly look upon me which complain.
(_which complain_)
Kill not my true-affecting thoughts, but give
(_but give_)
Such precious balm of comfort to my heart,
(_my heart_)
That casting off despair in hope to live,
(_hope to live_)
I may find help at length to ease my smart.
(_to ease my smart_)
So shall you add such courage to my love,
(_my love_)
That fortune false my faith shall not remove.
(_shall not remove_)

XXIII

The phoenix fair which rich Arabia breeds,
When wasting time expires her tragedy,
No more on Phoebus' radiant rays she feeds,
But heapeth up great store of spicery;
And on a lofty towering cedar tree,
With heavenly substance she herself consumes,
From whence she young again appears to be,
Out of the cinders of her peerless plumes.
So I which long have fried in love's flame,
The fire not made of spice but sighs and tears,
Revive again in hope disdain to shame,
And put to flight the author of my fears.
Her eyes revive decaying life in me,
Though they augmenters of my thraldom be.

XXIV

Though they augmenters of my thraldom be,
For her I live and her I love and none else;
O then, fair eyes, look mildly upon me,
Who poor, despised, forlorn must live alone else,
And like Amintas haunt the desert cells,
And moanless there breathe out thy cruelty,
Where none but care and melancholy dwells.
I for revenge to Nemesis will cry;
If that will not prevail, my wandering ghost,
Which breathless here this love-scorched trunk shall leave,
Shall unto thee with tragic tidings post,
How thy disdain did life from soul bereave.
Then all too late my death thou wilt repent,
When murther's guilt thy conscience shall torment.

XXV

Who doth not know that love is triumphant,
Sitting upon the throne of majesty?
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