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Griefe, which verse did restraine. |
To Love, and Griefe tribute of Verse belongs, |
But not of such as pleases when'tis read, |
Both are increased by such songs: |
For both their triumphs so are published, |
And I, which was two fooles, do so grow three; |
Who are a little wise, the best fooles bee. |
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Lovers infinitenesse. |
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If yet I have not all thy love, |
Deare, I shall never have it all, |
I cannot breath one other sigh, to move; |
Nor can intreat one other teare to fall. |
And all my treasure, which should purchase thee, |
Sighs, teares and oathes, and letters I have spent, |
Yet no more can be due to mee, |
Then at the bargaine made was ment, |
If then thy gift of love were partiall, |
That some to mee, some should to others fall, |
Deare, I shall never have Thee All. |
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Or if then thou gavest mee all, |
All was but All, which thou hadst then, |
But if in thy heart, since, there be or shall, |
New love created bee, by other men, |
Which have their stocks intire, and can in teares, |
In sighs, in oathes, and letters outbid mee,
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[CW: This] |