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Well then, stay heere, but knowe [284] |
When thou hast stayd, and donne thy most |
A naked thinking heart that makes no showe |
Is, to a woman, but a kind of Ghost |
How shall shee knowe my heart? or, hauing none, |
Knowe thee for one? |
Practize may make her knowe some other part |
But, take my word, Shee doth not knowe a Heart |
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Meete mee at London, then, |
Twenty dayes hence, and thou shalt see |
Mee fresher, and more fatt by beeing with men |
Then if I had stayd still with her and thee |
ffor Gods sake, if you can bee you so too |
I would giue yo.u |
There to another frind; whome wee shall find |
As glad to haue my Body, as my Mind. |
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The Primrose |
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Vpon this Primrose hill |
Where if heauen would distill |
A shower of rayne, each severall dropp might goe |
To his owne Primrose, and growe Manna so |
And where theyr forme and theyr Infinity |
Make a terrestriall Galaxy |
As the small Starrs doe in the Skye |
I walke to find a true loue, and I see
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