Who ever thinks or hopes of love: or who belov'd in Cupid's laws doth glory: who joys in vows, or vows not to remove: who by this light-god hath not been made sorry: let him see me eclipsed from my sun, with dark clouds of an earth quite over-run.
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Your eyes were never yet let in to see the majesty and riches of the mind, but dwell in darkness; for your God is blind.
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