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Wroth Poem - F24 - When I last ſaw thee, I did nott thee ſee

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21.

When I last ſaw thee, I did nott thee ſee,
    itt was thy Image, wch in my thoughts lay
    ſoe liuely figur'd, as noe times delay
    could ſuffer mee in hart to parted bee;

And sleepe ſoe fauorable is to mee,
    as nott to lett thy lou'd remembrance stray,
    least that I waking might haue cauſe to ſay
    ther was one minute found to forgett thee;

Then ſince my faith is ſuch, ſoe kind my sleepe
    that gladly thee preſents into my thought:
    and still true louer like thy face doth keepe
    ſoe as ſome pleaſure shadowe=like is wrought

Pitty my louing, nay of conſience giue
reward to mee in whom thy ſelf doth liue,
21.

When I last* saw thee, I did not thee see,
    It was thy* Image, which in my thoughts lay
    So lively figured, as no time's delay
    Could suffer me in heart to parted be;

And sleep so favourable is to me,
    As not to let thy loved remembrance stray,
    Lest that I waking might have cause to say
    There was one minute found to forget thee;

Then since my faith is such, so kind my sleep
    That gladly thee presents into my thought:
    And still true lover-like thy face doth keep
    So as some pleasure shadow-like is wrought,

Pity my loving, nay of conscience give
    Reward to me in whom thy self doth live.


Some parallels with AS 32 in which Stella's image appears to Astrophil, and also AS 38:

    This night, while sleep begins with heavy wings
    To hatch mine eyes, and that unbitted thought
    Doth fall to stray, and my chief powers are brought
    To leave the sceptre of all subject things;
    The first that straight my fancies error brings
    Unto my mind is Stella's image, wrought
    By Love's own self,

'I last' = 'last I' in P.
'thy' = 'thine' in P
21.

When laſt I ſaw thee, I did not thee ſee,
    It was thine Image which in my thoughts lay
    So liuely figur'd, as no times delay
    Could ſuffer me in heart to parted be.

And ſleepe ſo fauourable is to me,
    As not to let thy lou'd remembrance ſtray:
    Leſt that I waking might haue cauſe to ſay,
    There was one mnute found to forget thee.

Then, ſince my faith is ſuch, ſo kinde my ſleepe,
    That gladly thee preſents into my thought,
    And ſtill true Louer-like thy face doth keepe,
    So as ſome pleaſure ſhadow-like is wrought.

Pitty my louing, nay of conſcience giue
Reward to me in whom thy ſelfe doth liue.
21.

When last I saw thee, I did not thee see,
    It was thine Image, which in my thoughts lay
    So lively figured, as no time's delay
    Could suffer me in heart to parted be;

And sleep so favourable is to me,
    As not to let thy loved remembrance stray,
    Least that I waking might have cause to say
    There was one minute found to forget thee;

Then since my faith is such, so kind my sleep
    That gladly thee presents into my thought:
    And still true lover-like thy face doth keep
    So as some pleasure shadow-like is wrought

Pity my loving, nay of conscience give
    Reward to me in whom thy self doth live.



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