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Enforce them, by warres law, condition not.
Such in loves warfare is my case,
I may not article for grace,
Having put love at last to shew this face.
This face, by which he could command
And change the Idolatry of any Land,
This face, which wheresoe'r it comes,
Can call vow'd men frõ cloysters, dead from tombes
And melt both Poles at once, and store
Deserts with Cities, and make more
Mynes in the earth, then Quarries were before.
For, this love is inrag'd with mee,
Yet kils not; if I must example bee
To future Rebels; If th'unborne
Must learne, by my being cut up, and torne:
Kill, and dissect me, Love; for this
Torture against thine owne end is,
Rack't carcasses make ill Anatomies.
Confined Love.
Some man unworthy to be possessor
Of old or new love, himselfe being false or weake,
Thought his paine and shame would be lesser,
If on womankinde hee might his anger wreake,
And thence a law did grow,
One might but one man know;
But are* other creatures so?

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