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The Will. |
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Before I sigh my last gaspe, let me breath, |
Great love, some Legacies; Here I bequeath |
Mine eyes to Argus, if mine eyes can see, |
If they be blinde, then Love, I give them thee; |
My tongue to Fame; to'Embassadours mine eares; |
To women or the sea, my teares; |
Thou, Love, hast taught me heretofore |
By making me serve her who'had twenty more, |
That I should give to none, but such, as had too much before. |
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My constancy I to the planets give, |
My truth to them, who at the Court doe live; |
Mine ingenuitie and openesse, |
To Iesuites; to Buffones my pensivenesse; |
My silence to' any, who abroad hath beene; |
My money to a Capuchin. |
Thou love taught'st me, by appointing me |
To love there, where no love receiv'd can be, |
Onely to give to such as have an incapacitie. |
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My faith I give to Roman Catholiques; |
All my good workes unto the Schismaticks |
Of Amsterdam; my best civilite |
And Courtship, to an Vniversitie; |
My modesty I give to souldiers bare; |
My patience let gamesters share. |
Thou Love taughtst me, by making mee
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[CW: Love] |