Laura. The Toyes of a Traveller. Or. The Feast of Fancie - Part 1, 15
Thou stranger who with wandring steps dost wend,
Thy gazing eyes turne quickly unto mee:
And to my speech with listning eare attend,
In whome foure Elements united bee.
Marke well, and as a wonder tell the same
Of Cupids force, poore Lovers Tamburlane .
First this my body's earth, and earth most cold,
The fire within my hart in covert lyes,
The aire's my sighes, mine eyes doo waters hold:
Thus for my Saint he doth me marterize.
Earth is my bodie, strange seemes not this same?
The aire my sighes, eyes water, hart the flame.
Thy gazing eyes turne quickly unto mee:
And to my speech with listning eare attend,
In whome foure Elements united bee.
Marke well, and as a wonder tell the same
Of Cupids force, poore Lovers Tamburlane .
First this my body's earth, and earth most cold,
The fire within my hart in covert lyes,
The aire's my sighes, mine eyes doo waters hold:
Thus for my Saint he doth me marterize.
Earth is my bodie, strange seemes not this same?
The aire my sighes, eyes water, hart the flame.
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