Witchcraft By A Picture Witchcraft By A Picture |
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Witchcraft By A PictureWitchcraft By A Picture
I FIX mine eye on thine, and there
Pity my picture burning in thine eye ;
My picture drown`d in a transparent tear,
When I look lower I espy ;
Hadst thou the wicked skill
By pictures made and marr`d, to kill,
How many ways mightst thou perform thy will?
But now I`ve drunk thy sweet salt tears,
And though thou pour more, I`ll depart ;
My picture vanished, vanish all fears
That I can be endamaged by that art ;
Though thou retain of me
One picture more, yet that will be,
Being in thine own heart, from all malice free.
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