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| Are Sunne, Moone, or Starres by law forbidden |
| To smile where they list, or lend away their light? |
| Are birds divorc'd, or are they chidden |
| If they leave their mate, or lie abroad a night? |
| Beast doe no joyntures lose |
| Though they new lovers choose, |
| But we are made worse then those. |
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| Who e'r rigg'd faire ship to lie in harbours, |
| And not to seeke new lands, or not to deale with all?* |
| Or built faire houses, set trees, and arbors, |
| Onely to lock up, or else to let them fall? |
| Good is not good, unlesse |
| A thousand it possesse, |
| But doth waste with greedinesse. |
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| The Dreame. |
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| Deare love, for nothing lesse than thee |
| Would I have broke this happy dreame, |
| It was a theame |
| For reason, much too strong for phantasie, |
| Therefore thou wak'dst me wisely; yet |
| My Dreame thou brok'st not, but continued'st It, |
| Thou art so true that thoughts of thee suffice |
| To make dreames truths; and fables histories; |
| Enter these armes, for since thou thoughtst it best, |
| Not to dreame all my dreame, let's act the rest.
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