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First Line: I love, and he loves me again
Last Line: If love, or fear, would let me tell his name.
Subject(s): Country Life


I love, and he loves me again,
Yet dare I not tell who;
For if the nymphs should know my swain,
I fear they'd love him too;
Yet if it be not known,
The pleasure is as good as none,
For that's a narrow joy is but our own.
I'll tell, that if they be not glad,
They yet may envy me:
But then if I grow jealous mad,
And of them pitied be,
It were a plague 'bove scorn,
And yet it cannot be forborn,
Unless my heart would as my thought be torn.
He is, if they can find him, fair,
And fresh, and fragrant too,
As summer's sky, or purged air,
And looks as lilies do,
That are this morning blown,
Yet, yet I doubt he is not known,
And fear much more, that more of him be shown.
But he hath eyes so round, and bright,
As make away my doubt,
Where Love may all his torches light,
Though hate had put them out;
But then t'increase my fears,
What nymph so e'er his voice but hears
Will be my rival, though she have but ears.
I'll tell no more, and yet I love,
And he loves me; yet no
One unbecoming thought doth move
From either heart, I know;
But so exempt from blame,
As it would be to each a fame:
If love, or fear, would let me tell his name.






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