Astrophel and Stella - Sonnet LXXII
Desire, though thou my old companion art, And oft so clings to my pure loue that I One from the other scarcely can discrie, While each doth blowe the fier of my hart; Now from thy fellowship I needs must part; Venus is taught with Dians wings to flie; I must no more in thy sweet passions lie; Vertues gold must now head my Cupids dart. Seruice and honour, wonder with delight, Feare to offend, will worthie to appeare, Care shining in mine eyes, faith in my sprite; These things are left me by my onely Deare: But thou, Desire, because thou wouldst haue all, Now banisht art; but yet, alas, how shall?
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