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More then thy hate I hate it, rather let mee [126] |
Allow her change then change as oft as shee. |
And so not teach but force my opinion |
To loue, not any one, nor every one. |
To liue in one land, is Captiuity, |
To runne all countryes, a wild roguery. |
Waters stinke soone if in one place they bide |
And in the vast Sea are worse putrifyd. |
But when they kisse one banke, and leauing this |
Never looke back, but the next banke do kisse |
Then ar they pur'est, Change is the Nursery |
Of Musick Ioye life and Eternity. |
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Elegie .9. |
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On his Mistresse desiring to bee disguisd |
and goe like a Page with him |
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By our first strange and fatall enterview |
By all desires w.ch thereof did ensue |
By our long staruing hopes, by that remorse |
W.ch my words masculine persuasiue force |
Begott in thee, and by the memory |
Of hurts w.ch spies and riualls threatned mee. |
I calmely begg. But by thy fathers wrath |
By all paynes w.ch want and diuorcement hath |
I coniure thee, and all the oaths wch I |
And thou haue sworne to seale ioynt constancy.
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