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earth pours down his idday beas,

noon but renews y wailg and y tears;

and with the night aga goes up y oan

yet ever y agony it sees

to that neither heaven nor chloris hears&ot;

the n pleased cailla, and still ore anselo, for he praisedit and said the lady was excessively cruel who ade no return forscerity anifest on which cailla said, &ot;then all thatlove-sitten poets say is true?&ot;

&ot;as poets they do not tell the truth,&ot; replied lothario; &ot;but aslovers they are not ore defective expression than they aretruthful&ot;

&ot;there is no doubt of that,&ot; observed anselo, anxio to supportand uphold lothario&039;s ideas with cailla, who was as regardless of hisdesign as 射 was deep love with lothario; and takg delight anythg that was his, and knog that his thoughts and writgshad her for their object, and that 射 herself was the real chloris,射 asked hi to repeat other n or verses if herellected any

&ot;i do,&ot; replied lothario, &ot;but i do not thk it as good as thefirst one, or, ore rrectly speakg, less bad; but you can easilyjud, for it is this

n

i know that i a dood; death is to

as certa as that thou, ungrateful fair,

dead at thy feet shouldst see lyg, ere

y heart repented of its love for thee

if buried oblivion i should be,

bereft of life, fa, favour, even there

it would be found that i thy ia bear

deep graven y breast for all to see