Beauty and state will I ever attain?
And wished I had acquaint your love to gain.
For lest my self remain if i acquire,
To tend wishes complained as you require.
Night, day my heart never chose any time,
Here, there my heart wishes you everytime.
Forgive me mam for such lowly contempt,
For me only wishes thy love's acquaint',
To just contain my heart's soulful intent,
And die will i today with no regret.
My own wishes today have i pronounced
And my dignity for ye i had renounced.
Nothing matters for yer own art be gained
Beauty and state, be wrought to be attained.
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