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NOT FINDING HER WITH HER FRIENDS, HE ASKS THEM WHY SHE IS ABSENT.
_P._ Pensive and glad, accompanied, alone, / Ladies who cheat the time with converse gay, / Where does my life, where does my death delay? / Why not with you her form, as usual, shown? / _L._ Glad are we her rare lustre to have known, / And sad from her dear company to stay, / Which jealousy and envy keep away / O'er other's bliss, as their own ill who moan. / _P._ Who lovers can restrain, or give them law? / _L._ No one the soul, harshness and rage the frame; / As erst in us, this now in her appears.
As oft the face, betrays the heart, we saw / Clouds that, obscuring her high beauty, came, / And in her eyes the dewy trace of tears.
MACGREGOR.