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| Who though from heart, and eyes, |
| They exact great subsidies, |
| Forsake him who on them relies; |
| And for the cause, honour, or conscience give; |
| Chimeraes, vaine as they, or their prerogative. |
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| Here Statesmen, (or of them, they which can reade,) |
| May of their occupation finde the grounds, |
| Love and their art alike it deadly wounds, |
| If to consider what 'tis, one proceed, |
| In both they doe excell |
| Who the present governe well, |
| Whose weaknesse none doth, or dares tell; |
| In this thy booke, such will their nothing see, |
| As in the Bible some can finde out Alchymie. |
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| Thus went thy thoughts; abroad I'll studie thee, |
| As he removes farre off, that great heights takes; |
| How great love is, presence best triall makes, |
| But absence tries low long this love will be; |
| To take a latitude |
| Sun, or starres, are fitliest view'd |
| At their brightest, but to conclude |
| Of longitudes, what other way have we, |
| But to marke when, & where the dark eclipses bee? |
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| Communitie. |
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| Good we must love, and must hate ill, |
| For ill is ill, and good good still,
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