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For Godsake hold your tongue, and let me love,
Or chide my palsie, or my gout,
My five gray hairs, or ruin'd fortunes flout,
With wealth your state, your mind with Arts improve,
Take you a course, get you a place,
Observe his honour or his grace,
Or the Kings real, or his stamped face
Contemplate; what you will approve,
So you will let me love.
Alas, alas, who's injur'd by my love;
What Merchants ships have my sighs drown'd?
Who saies my tears have overflow'd his ground;
When did my colds a forward spring remove?
When did the heats which my reynes fill
Adde one man to the plaguy Bill?
Souldiers find wars, and Lawyers finde out still
Litigious men, whom quarrels move,
While she and I do love.
Call's what you will, we are made such by love;
Call her one, me another flie,
W' are Tapers too, and at our own cost die,
And we in us find th' Eagle and the Dove,
The Phœnix riddle hath more wit
By us, we two being one, are it.
So to one neutral thing both sexes fit.
We dye and rise the same, and prove
Mysterious by this love.

[CW: We]