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| And last, till yo.u write your letter [f. 80v] |
| Yett shee |
| Will be |
| False ere I come, to two, or three.| |
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| Now thou hast lovd me one whole day, |
| To morrow when thou leavest, what wilt thou say? |
| Wilt thou then Antidate some new made vow? |
| Or say that now |
| Wee are not just those persons, wch we weare? |
| Or that oathes made in reverentiall feare |
| Of love, and his wrath, any may forsweare? |
| Or as true death* true marriages vntye, |
| So lovers contracts, Images of those |
| Bind but till sleepe; deaths image them vnloose, |
| Or your owne end to justify? |
| For having purposd change and fashhood, yo:u |
| Can haue no way, but fashhood to be true; |
| Vaine lunatique, against theis scapes I Could |
| Dispute, and conquer if I would, |
| Wch I abstaine to doe, |
| for by tomorrow I may thinke soe too.| |
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| Image of her whom I love, more then shee |
| Whose faire impression, in my faithfull harte
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[CW: Makes] |