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Stagg Dogg, and each wch from or towards [238] |
Is payd with life, or pray, or doing dyes |
ffate grudges vs all, and doth subtilly lay |
A Scourge 'gaynst w.ch wee had forgot to pray. |
Hee that at sea prayes for more wind, as well |
Vnder the Pole may begg cold, heate in hell. |
What are wee then,? how little more |alas| |
Is man now then, before hee was, hee was? |
Nothing for vs wee are for nothing fitt |
Chance or our selues still disproportion it |
Wee haue no will nor power, nor sence, I lye |
I should not then thus feele this misery. |
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To M.rs M. H. |
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Madd paper stay and grudge not heere to burne |
With all those Sonns w.ch my braine did create |
At least lye hidd with mee till thou returne |
To raggs agayne, wch was thy natiue state |
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What though thou haue enough vnworthynesse |
To come vnto greate place as others doe? |
That's much, emboldens, pulls, thrusts, I confesse |
But that's not all, thou shouldst bee wicked too |
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And that thou canst not learne, or not of mee. |
Yet thou wilt goe. Goe since thou go'st to her |
Who lacks but faults to bee a Prince, for shee |
Truth, whome they dare to* pardon, dares peferre |
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But when thou comst to that perplexing eye |
W.ch æqually claymes Loue, and reverence |
Thou wilt not long dispute it, thou wilt dye |
And, hauing |little| now,* haue then |no| sence.
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[CW: Yet__] |