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 But as the mother of the Gods, that ſought For faire Eurydice her daughter deere Throghout the world, with wofull heauie thought; So will I trauell whileſt I tarrie heere, Ne will I lodge, ne will I euer lin, Ne when as drouping Titan draweth neere To looſe his teeme, will I take vp my InnneInne [sic].

Ne ſleepe (the harbenger of wearie wights) Shall euer lodge vpon mine ey-lids more; Ne ſhall with reſt refreſh my fainting ſprights, Nor failing force to former ſtrength reſtore, But I will wake and ſorrow all the night With Philumene, my fortune to deplore, With Philumene, the partner of my plight.

And euer as I ſee the ſtarres to fall, And vnder ground to goe, to giue them light Which dwell in darknes, I to minde will call, How my faire Starre (that ſhinde on me ſo bright) Fell ſodainly, and faded vnderground; Since whoſe departure, day is turnd to night, And night without a Venus ſtarre is found.

But ſoone as day doth ſhew his deawie dace, And calls foorth men vnto their toylſome trade, I will withdraw me to ſome darkſome place, Or ſome deepe caue, or ſolitairie ſhade; There will I ſigh and ſorrow all day long, And the huge burden of my cares vnlade: Weep Shepheard, weep, to make my vnderſong.

Hence foorth mine eyes ſhall neuer more behold Haire thing on earth, ne feed of falſe delight Rh