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The Flea.
Mark but this Flea, and mark in this,
How little that which thou deny'st me is;
Me it suck'd first, and now it sucks thee,
And in this Flea, our two blouds mingled be;
Confess it. This cannot be said
A sin, or shame, or loss of Maidenhead,
Yet this enjoyes before it wooe,
And pamper'd swels with one bloud made of two,
And this, alas, is more then we could do.
Oh stay, three lives in one Flea spare,
Where we almost, nay, more then marry'd are.
This Flea is you and I, and this
Our marriage bed, and marriage temple is;
Though Parents grudge, and you, w'are met,
And cloysterd in these living walls of Jet.
Though use make you apt to kill me,
Let not to that, self-murder added be,
And sacriledge, three sins in killing three.

[CW: Cruell]