EDMUND SPENSER

And that Thy love we weighing worthily, May likewise love Thee for the same againe; And for Thy sake, that all lyke deare didst buy, With love may one another entertayne !

So let us love, deare Love, lyke as we ought.

Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.

JOHN LYLY 8?. Cards and Kisses

JPID and my Campaspe play'd At cards for kisses Cupid paid: He stakes his quiver, bow, and arrows, His mother's doves, and team of sparrows ; Loses them too; then down he throws The coral of his lips, the rose Growing on 's cheek (but none knows how) ; With these, the crystal of his brow, And then the dimple of his chin : All these did my Campaspe win. At last he set her both his eyes She won, and Cupid blind did rise.

O Love ! has she done this for thee ?

What shall, alas ! become of me ?

��86. Spring *s Welcome

YVTHAT bird so sings, yet so does wail ? ^* O 'tis the ravish'd nightingale.

Jug* J u Si J U S> J^S) tereu sne c " es > And still her woes at midnight rise.

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