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| On a round ball [f. 98v] |
| A workman yt hath Coppies by Can lay |
| An Europe, Afrique, and an Asia |
| And quickly make that wch was nothing all; |
| Soe doth each teare |
| Wch thee doth weare |
| A Globe, yea world, by that impression growe, |
| Till thy teares mixt with mine doe overflowe |
| This world, by waters sent from thee, my heaven disolved soe. |
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| O More then Moone |
| Draw not vp seas to drowne me in thy spheare, |
| Weepe me not dead in thine armes, but forbeare |
| To teach the sea, what it may doe to soone. |
| Lett not the winde |
| Example finde |
| To doe me more harme, then it purposeth |
| Since thou and I sigh one anothers breath |
| Who ere sighes most is cruellest, and hasts the others death.| |
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| Mummye. |
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| Some that have deeper digd loves Myne, then I |
| Say, where his Centrique happines doth lie. |
| I have loved, and gott, and told, |
| But should I love, gett tell, till I were old, |
| I should not finde that hidden mistery:
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[CW: Oh] |