For Lucy, Countess of Bedford

Die not before thy day, poor man condemned,
But lift thy low looks from the humble earth,
kiss not despair and see sweet hope condemned:
The hag hath no delight,...Read more

For Lucy, Countess of Bedford

Die not before thy day, poor man condemned,
But lift thy low looks from the humble earth,
kiss not despair and see sweet hope condemned:
The hag hath no delight, but moan for mirth,
O fie poor fondling, O fie poor fondling,
fie, be willing to preserve thyself from killing:
Hope thy keeper glad to free thee,
Bids thee go and will not see thee,
hie thee quickly from thy wrong,
so she ends her willing song.

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