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| Canonization. |
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| For Godsake hold your tongue, and let me love, |
| Or chide my palsie, or my gout, |
| My five gray hairs, or ruin'd fortunes flout, |
| With wealth your state, your mind with Arts improve, |
| Take you a course, get you a place, |
| Observe his honour or his grace, |
| Or the Kings real, or his stamped face |
| Contemplate; what you will approve, |
| So you will let me love. |
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| Alas, alas, who's injur'd by my love; |
| What Merchants ships have my sighs drown'd? |
| Who saies my tears have overflow'd his ground; |
| When did my colds a forward spring remove? |
| When did the heats which my reynes fill |
| Adde one man to the plaguy Bill? |
| Souldiers find wars, and Lawyers finde out still |
| Litigious men, whom quarrels move, |
| While she and I do love. |
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| Call's what you will, we are made such by love; |
| Call her one, me another flie, |
| W' are Tapers too, and at our own cost die, |
| And we in us find th' Eagle and the Dove, |
| The Phœnix riddle hath more wit |
| By us, we two being one, are it. |
| So to one neutral thing both sexes fit. |
| We dye and rise the same, and prove |
| Mysterious by this love.
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[CW: We] |