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Farewell to Love.
Whilst yet to prove
I thought there was some Deitie in love,
So did I reverence, and gave
Worship, as Atheists at their dying hour
Call, what they cannot name, an unknown power,
As ignorantly did I crave:
Thus when
Things not yet known are coveted by men,
Our desires give them fashion, and so
As they wax lesser, fall, as they sise grow.
But, from late Fair
His Highness (sitting in a golden Chair,)
Is not less cared for after three dayes
By children, then the thing which lovers so
Blindly admire, and with such worship wooe:
Being had, enjoying it decayes:
And thence,
What before pleas'd them all, takes but one sense,
And that so lamely, as it leaves behind
A kind of sorrowing dulness to the mind.
Ah cannot we.
As well as Cocks and Lyons jocund be,
After such pleasures, unless wise
Nature decreed (since each such act, they say,
Diminisheth the length of life a day)
This; as she would man should despise
The sport,
Because that other curse of being short,

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