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| Some man vnworthy to bee possessor [299] |
| Of old or new loue, himselfe beeing false or weake |
| Thought his payne and shame would bee lesser |
| If on woman kind hee might his anger wreake |
| And thence a Law did growe |
| One should but one Man knowe |
| But ar other creatures so? |
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| Ar Sunne Moone or starrs by Law forbidden |
| To smile where they list and lend away theyr light? |
| Ar birds diuorc'd or are they chidden |
| If they leaue theyr mate or lye abroad a night? |
| Beasts doe no Ioynters loose |
| Though they new louers choose |
| But wee are made worse then those |
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| Who e're riggd fayre shipp to lye in harbours |
| And not to seeke new lands, or not to deale withall |
| Or built fayre houses, sett trees, and Arbours |
| Onely to locke them vp or else to let them fall? |
| Good is not good vnlesse |
| A thousand it possesse |
| But doth wast with greedinesse
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[CW: Good wee___] |