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Some man vnworthy to bee possessor [299] |
Of old or new loue, himselfe beeing false or weake |
Thought his payne and shame would bee lesser |
If on woman kind hee might his anger wreake |
And thence a Law did growe |
One should but one Man knowe |
But ar other creatures so? |
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Ar Sunne Moone or starrs by Law forbidden |
To smile where they list and lend away theyr light? |
Ar birds diuorc'd or are they chidden |
If they leaue theyr mate or lye abroad a night? |
Beasts doe no Ioynters loose |
Though they new louers choose |
But wee are made worse then those |
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Who e're riggd fayre shipp to lye in harbours |
And not to seeke new lands, or not to deale withall |
Or built fayre houses, sett trees, and Arbours |
Onely to locke them vp or else to let them fall? |
Good is not good vnlesse |
A thousand it possesse |
But doth wast with greedinesse
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[CW: Good wee___] |