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The Flea
Marke but this Flea, and marke in this [272]
How little that w.ch thou deny'st mee is
It suckt mee first, and now sucks thee
And in this flea our two blouds mingled bee.
Confesse it this cannot bee sed
A Sinne or shame, or losse of Maydenhead
Yet this enioyes before it wooe
And pamperd swells with one bloud made of two
And this, alas, is more then wee would doe
Oh stay, three liues in one Flea spare
Where wee almost, nay more then, marryed are
This Flea is you and I, and this
Our Marriage bedd and Marriage temple is
Though Parents grudge, and you; yet wee are mett
And cloysterd in these living walls of Ieate
Though vse make thee apt to kill mee
Let not; to this, selfe-murder added bee
And Sacriledge, 3 Sinns in killing three.
Cruell and suddayn hast thou since
Purpled thy Nayle in bloud of innocence?
In what could this Flea guilty bee
Except in that dropp which it suckd from thee?
Yet thou triumphst, and sayst that thou
ffindst not thy selfe nor mee the weaker now
Tis true; Then learne how false feares bee
Iust so much honor, when thou yeeldst to mee,
Will wast, as this fleas death tooke life from thee

[CW: Stand still]