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To melt the Snow.
Yet has no moisture in it self at all.
Th. How can I be, Dear Virgin, show
Both Fire and Snow?
Do you that are the Cause, the Reason tell;
More then Miracle to me
It seems to be,
That so much Heat with so much Cold should dwell.
Lal. The Reason I will render Thee;
Why Both should be.
Audacious Thirsis in thy Love too bold,
’Cause thy Presumption 76 durst aspire
To such a Fire,
Thy Love is Hot; but ’tis thy Hope is Cold.
Th. Let Pity move Thy gentle Breast
To one opprest;
This Way, or that, give Ease to my Desire;
And either let Love’s Fire be lost
In Hope’s cold Frost,
Or Hope’s cold Frost be warm’d in Love’s quick Fire.
A Pastoral Courtship 77
[p.] 93 Behold these Woods, and mark my Sweet
How all these Boughs together meet!
The Cedar his fair arms displays;
And mixes branches with the Bay’s.
76Ori.: “sauciness.”
77Randolph, “A Pastoral Courtship,” Poems, 93–99 (Wesley ends his excerpt at p. 95).
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