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To live in one land, is captivity, |
To run all countries, a wild roguery; |
Waters stink soon, if in one place they'abide, |
And in the vast sea are worse purifi'd: |
But when they kiss one bank, and leaving this |
Never look back, but the next bank do kiss, |
Then are they purest; Change is the nursery |
Of musick, joy, life, and eternity. |
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Elegie. IV. |
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Once, and but once found in thy company, |
All thy supposed scapes are laid on me; |
And as a thief at bar, is question'd there |
By all the men that have been rob'd that year, |
So am I, (by this traiterous meanes surpriz'd) |
By thy Hydroptique father catechiz'd. |
Though he had wont to search with glazed eyes |
As though he came to kill a Cockatrice, |
Though he hath oft sworn, that he would remove |
Thy beauties beauty, and food of our love, |
Hope of his goods, if I with thee were seen, |
Yet close and secret, as our souls, we' have been. |
Though thy immortal mother, which doth lie |
Still buried in her bed, yet will not die, |
Takes this advantage to sleep out day light, |
And watch thy entries, and returnes all night, |
And, when she takes thy hand, and would seem kind, |
Doth search what rings, and armlets she can find, |
And kissing notes the color of thy face, |
And fearing lest thou art swoln, doth thee imbrace, |
And to try if thou long, doth name strange meats, |
And notes thy paleness, blushes, sighs, and sweats;
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