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Wroth Poem - F3 - Yett is ther hope: Then Loue butt play thy part

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Yett is ther hope: Then Loue butt play thy part
    remember well thy ſelf, and think on mee;
    shine in thoſe eyes wch conquer'd haue my hart?
    and ſee if mine bee slack to anſwere thee,

Lodg in that brest, and pitty moue for thee?*
    for flames wch in mine burne in truest ſmart
    exiling thoughts that touch inconstancie,
    or thoſe wch waste nott in the constant art,

Watch butt my sleepe; if I take any rest.
    for thought of you, my spiritt ſoe distrest
    as pale, and famish'd, I, for mercy cry?

Will you yor ſeruant leave? think butt on this:
    who weares loues crowne, must nott doe ſoe amiſs,
    but ſeeke theyr good, who on thy force rely:

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Yet is there hope. Then love but play thy part;
    Remember well thyself and think on me,
    Shine in those eyes* which conquered have my heart,
    And see if mine be slack to answer thee.

Lodge in that breast and, pity move to be*
    For flames which in mine burn in truest smart,
    Exiling thoughts that touch inconstancy,*
    Or those which waste not in the constant art.

Watch but my sleep, if I take any rest
    For thought of you, my spirit so distressed
    As, pale and famished, I for mercy cry.

Will not your servant leave? Think but on this:
    Who wears love's crown must not do so amiss,
    But seek their god who on thy force rely.*


eyes: In AS 12 Cupid 'shin'st in Stella's eyes'.

'move to be' = 'moving see' in P.

Inconstancy: throughout "Pamphilia to Amphilanthus" and Urania inconstancy is a theme, especially as centred on the inconstant hero Amphilanthus (whose name means lover of many), compared to Pamphilia (whose name which means lover of one).

'rely' = 'do lie' in P.
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Yet is there hope, then Loue but play thy part;
    Remember well thy ſelfe, and thinke on me;
    Shine in thoſe eyes which conquer'd haue my heart,
    And ſee if mine, be ſlacke to anſwer thee.

Lodge in that breaſt, and pitty moouing ſee,
    For flames which in mine burne in trueſt ſmart,
    Exciling thoughts, that touch Inconſtancy,
    Or thoſe which waſte not in the conſtant Art.

Watch but my ſleepe, if I take any reſt,
    For thought of you, my ſpirit so diſtreſt,
    As pale and famiſh'd, I for mercy cry.

Will you your ſeruant leave? thinke but on this,
    Who weares Loue's Crowne, muſt not doe ſo amiſſe
    But ſeeke their good, who on thy force doe lye.
3.

Yet is there hope. Then love but play thy part;
    Remember well thyself and think on me,
    Shine in those eyes which conquered have my heart,
    And see if mine be slack to answer thee.

Lodge in that breast and, pity moving see*
    For flames which in mine burn in truest smart,
    Exiling thoughts that touch inconstancy,
    Or those which waste not in the constant art.

Watch but my sleep, if I take any rest
    For thought of you, my spirit so distressed
    As, pale and famished, I for mercy cry.

Will not your servant leave? Think but on this:
    Who wears love's crown must not do so amiss,
    But seek their god who on thy force do lie.*


'moving see': changed from F 'move to be', probably an authorial correction
'do lie': changed from F 'rely' , this might be an error, as the sense of F is much clearer.


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