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| Enforce them, by warres law, condition not. |
| Such in loves warfare is my case, |
| I may not article for grace, |
| Having put love at last to shew this face. |
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| This face, by which he could command |
| And change the Idolatry of any Land, |
| This face, which wheresoe'r it comes, |
| Can call vow'd men frõ cloysters, dead from tombes |
| And melt both Poles at once, and store |
| Deserts with Cities, and make more |
| Mynes in the earth, then Quarries were before. |
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| For, this love is inrag'd with mee, |
| Yet kils not; if I must example bee |
| To future Rebels; If th'unborne |
| Must learne, by my being cut up, and torne: |
| Kill, and dissect me, Love; for this |
| Torture against thine owne end is, |
| Rack't carcasses make ill Anatomies. |
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| Confined Love. |
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| Some man unworthy to be possessor |
| Of old or new love, himselfe being false or weake, |
| Thought his paine and shame would be lesser, |
| If on womankinde hee might his anger wreake, |
| And thence a law did grow, |
| One might but one man know; |
| But are* other creatures so?
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