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| Ten is the farthest number, if halfe ten |
| Belongs unto each woman, then |
| Each woman may take halfe us men, |
| Or if this will not serve their turne, Since all |
| Numbers are odde, or even, and they fall |
| First into this five, women may take us all. |
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| The Relique. |
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| When my grave is broke up againe |
| Some second ghest to entertaine, |
| (For graves have learn'd that woman-head |
| To be to more then one a Bed) |
| And he that digs it, spies |
| A bracelet of bright haire about the bone, |
| Will he not let'us alone, |
| And thinke that there a loving couple lies, |
| Who thought that this device might be some way |
| To make their soules, at the last busie day, |
| Meet at this grave, and make a little stay? |
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| If this fall in a time, or land, |
| Where mis-devotion doth command, |
| Then, he that digges us up, will bring |
| Us, to the Bishop, and the King, |
| To make us Reliques; then |
| Thou shalt be a Mary Magdalen, and I |
| A something else thereby;
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[CW: All] |