In Praise of Two

Faustina hath the fairer face,
And Phillida the feater grace,
Both have mine eye enriched:
This sings full sweetly with her voice,
Her fingers make as sweet a noise,
Both have mine ear bewitched.
Ah me! sith Fates have so provided,
My heart, alas! must be divided.
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