And think ye Nymphs

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And think ye Nymphs

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And thinke ye Nymphes to scorne at love? As if his fire were but of strawes: He made the mightie gods above To stoope and bowe unto his lawes & with his shafts of beautie bright He slaies the hearts that scorne his might Love is a fit of pleasure Bred out of Idle braines His fancies have no measure No more than have his paines His vaine affections like the weathеr Precise or fond, we wot not whеther

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  • William Byrd