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| Take heede of Louing mee. [295] |
| At least remember I forbidd it thee |
| Not that I shall repayre my vnthrifty wast |
| of breath and bloud vpon thy sighs and teares |
| By beeing to thee then what to mee thou wast |
| But so greate Ioy our life at once outweares |
| Then least thy Loue by my death frustrate bee |
| If thou loue mee Take heed of louing mee |
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| Take heed of hating mee |
| or too much triumph in the victory |
| Not that I shall bee mine owne officer |
| And hate with hate agayne retalliate |
| But thou wilt loose the stile of conqueror |
| If I, thy Conquest perish by thy hate |
| Then least my beeing nothing lessen thee |
| If thou hate, Take heed of hating mee |
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| Yet Loue and hate mee too |
| So these extreames shall neyther Office doe |
| Loue mee that I may dye the gentler way |
| Hate mee, because my loues too greate for mee |
| Or let these two themselues not mee decay |
| So shall I liue, thy stage, not triumph bee. |
| Then least thy loue, hate, and mee thou vndoe, |
| O let mee liue; yet loue and hate mee too
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