70.
Was therewithall so ioyed with his sight,
(With the deare sight of his so reuerend face)
That I could scarcely keepe me from t’alight,
And in mine armes him openly embrace:[2066]
Weighing yet (well) what some imagine might,
He being a stranger, and the publike place
Checkt my affection, till some fitter hower
On him my loue effectually might shower.
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