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Meete mee at London then Twentie daies hence, and thou shalt see Mee fresher, and more fatt by being with men, Then if I had staid still with her and thee; For Gods sake if yow can bee yow soe too, I would giue yow There to another friend, whome wee shall finde As glad to haue my body, as my minde.| When I am dead, and Doctours know not why, And my friends curiositie Will haue mee cutt vp, to suruey each part When they shall finde your Picture in my Hart. Yow thinke a Suddaine damp of Loue Will through all their senses moue And worke on them as mee; and soe preferr Your Mvrder to the Name of Massacre. Pore victories; but if yow dare bee braue, And pleasure in your conquest haue First kill the enormous Gyant your disdaine, And lett the Enchantresse honor next bee slaine And like a Goth, and Vandale rise, Deface Records and Histories Of your owne Arts, and tryvmphes over men And with out such aduantage kill mee then. |
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