Let Love kill me
Oh eies, leave of your weepinge,
Loue hath the thoughtes in keepinge
That maie content yee;
Let not this misconceivinge
Where comfortes are receyving
Causles torment yee
Clowdes threaten but a showre
Hope hath his happie howre
Thoughe longe in lastinge:
Time nedes must be attended
Loue must not be offended
With to muche hastinge
Yitt oh the painefull pleasure,
Wher loue attendes the leizure
Of loves wretehednes;
Where hope is but illusion
And feare but a confusion
Of loues happines.
Yitt happie hope that seeth
Howe loue and life agreeth
Of life depriue me;
Or let me be assurèd,
When life hath death endurèd
Loue will revive me.
But if I be that louer
That neuer shall recouer
But spight shall spill me.
Then let thus much suffize me
That heavnes this death deuise me
That loue shulde kill me.
Loue hath the thoughtes in keepinge
That maie content yee;
Let not this misconceivinge
Where comfortes are receyving
Causles torment yee
Clowdes threaten but a showre
Hope hath his happie howre
Thoughe longe in lastinge:
Time nedes must be attended
Loue must not be offended
With to muche hastinge
Yitt oh the painefull pleasure,
Wher loue attendes the leizure
Of loves wretehednes;
Where hope is but illusion
And feare but a confusion
Of loues happines.
Yitt happie hope that seeth
Howe loue and life agreeth
Of life depriue me;
Or let me be assurèd,
When life hath death endurèd
Loue will revive me.
But if I be that louer
That neuer shall recouer
But spight shall spill me.
Then let thus much suffize me
That heavnes this death deuise me
That loue shulde kill me.
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