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HE CONJURES LAURA, BY THE PURE LOVE HE EVER BORE HER, TO OBTAIN FOR HIM / A SPEEDY ADMISSION TO HER IN HEAVEN.
Lady, in bliss who, by our Maker's feet, / As suited for thine excellent life alone, / Art now enthroned in high and glorious seat, / Adorn'd with charms nor pearls nor purple own; / O model high and rare of ladies sweet! / Now in his face to whom all things are known, / Look on my love, with that pure faith replete, / As long my verse and truest tears have shown, / And know at last my heart on earth to thee / Was still as now in heaven, nor wish'd in life / More than beneath thine eyes' bright sun to be: / Wherefore, to recompense the tedious strife, / Which turn'd my liege heart from the world away, / Pray that I soon may come with thee to stay.