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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Laura—Part III.
XXIII. Say, Cupid, since thou wings so swift dost bear
Robert Tofte (1561–1620)
SAY, CUPID, since thou wings so swift dost bear;
Within my heart, alone, why dost thou lie?
Why dost not seek to lodge some other where;
And to some other place, why dost not hie?
  Go unto her, who hath the lily breast!        5
  Who though she hates me; yet I love her best.
If her, to entertain thee thou shalt find;
It is a sign she hateth me no more.
Straight then, return again; and show her mind
To my desire! who for this news longs sore.        10
  Then, prithee, go! No longer ling’ring stay!
  Lest, when thou wouldst, thou canst not go thy way.

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