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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. |
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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. |
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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. |
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Confined Love. |
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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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