Love (III)

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1. Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back,
2. Guiltie of dust and sinne.
3. But quick-ey'd Love, observing me grow slack
4. From my first entrance in,
5. Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning,
6. If I lack'd any thing.
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8. A guest, I answer'd, worthy to be here:
9. Love said, you shall be he.
10. I the unkinde, ungratefull? Ah my deare,
11. I cannot look on thee.
12. Love took my hand, and smiling did reply,
13. Who made the eyes but I?
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15. Truth Lord, but I have marr'd them: let my shame
16. Go where it doth deserve.
17. And know you not, sayes Love, who bore the blame?
18. My deare, then I will serve.
19. You must sit down, sayes Love, and taste my meat:
20. So I did sit and eat.