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Nor he in his younge Godhead practisd it. [f. 103v]
But when an even* flame, two harts did touch,
His office was indulgently to fitt
Actives to passives; Correspondence
Only his subject was, It Cannott be
Love; Till I loue her, that loves me.|
But every Moderne God will now extend
His vast prerogative, as farr as Ioue,
To rage, to lust, to write to, to Commend,
All is the purlewe of the god of loue;
Oh, were we wakened by this Tirranie,
To vngod this Childe againe, it could not be
That I should loue, who loves not me.|
Rebell, and Athist too, why murmure I?
As though I fell* the worst that loue could doe?
Loue might make me leaue loving, or might try,
A deeper plague, to make her loue me too.
Wch since she loues before, I am loth to see,
Falshood is worse then hate, and yt must be
If shee whom I love, should loue me.|
Loues Diett
To what a Cumbersome vnwieldines,

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