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Now do I see my danger; for, it is,
His realm, his castle, and his diocess.
But if (as envious men, which would revile
Their Prince, or coin his Gold, themselves exile
Into another country and do it there)
We play in anothers house, what should we fear?
There we will scorn his houshold policies,
His seely plots, and pensionary spies,
As the inhabitants of Thames right side
Do Londons Mayor; or Germans, the Popes pride.
Elegie. II.
Marry, and love thy Flavia, for, shee
Hath all things, whereby others beateous be;
For, though her eyes be small, her mouth is great,
Though theirs be Ivory, yet her teeth be jeat,
Though they be dimm, yet she is light enough,
And though her harsh hair's foul, her skin is rough;
What though her cheeks be yallow, her hair's red,
Give her thine, and she hath a Maidenhead.
These things are beauties elements, where these
Meet in one, that one must, as perfect, please.
If red and white, and each good quality
Be in thy wench, ne'r ask where it doth lie.
In buying things perfum'd, we ask, if there
Be musk and amber in it, but not where.
Though all her parts be not in th'usual place,
She hath yet the Anagrams of a good face.
If we might put the letters but one way,
In that lean dearth of words what could we say?
When by the Gamuth some Musitians make
A perfect song; others will undertake,

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