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Ev'n as the Persians aunciently were v'sd
With reu'rence to salute the rising Sunne
And as his Beames were more in't them infus'd
The more Deuotion did their Soules orerunne:
So, when Thou risest in Loues Hemispheare
Desire saluts Thee with a mild aspect:
But, to his Zenith , when Thou drawest neere,
Thou Him enragest with Beames more direct!
I do desire Thou should'st looke right on me,
Athough those Lookes doo but enrage Desire:
Yet if that rage may rest it selfe in Thee,
Let all thy Beames sett all myne All on fire:
Where, if I burne to Sinders, yet I shall
Burne in thy loue, more deere then all that All .
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