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A Soldier

A Soldier

I am a man of war and might,

And know thus much, that I can fight,

Whether I am in the wrong or right,

Devoutly.

No woman under heaven I fear,

New oaths I can exactly swear,

And forty healths my brain will bear

Most stoutly.

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The Lover's Clock

The Lover's Clock

That none beguiled be by Time's quick flowing,

Lovers have in their hearts a clock still going;

For, though Time be nimble, his motions

Are quicker

Are thicker

Where Love hath his notions.

Hope is the mainspring on which moves desire,

And these do the less wheels, fear, joy, inspire;

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Love Turned to Hatred

Love Turned to Hatred

I will not love one minute more, I swear!

No, not a minute! Not a sigh or tear

Thou gett'st from me, or one kind look again,

Though thou shouldst court me to 't, and wouldst begin.

I will not think of thee but as men do

Of debts and sins; and then I'll curse thee too.

For thy sake woman shall be now to me

Less welcome than at midnight ghosts shall be.

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Why so Pale and Wan? - Song from Aglaura

Why so Pale and Wan? - Song from Aglaura

WHY so pale and wan, fond lover?

Prithee, why so pale?

Will, when looking well can't move her,

Looking ill prevail?

Prithee, why so pale?

Why so dull and mute, young sinner?

Prithee, why so mute?

Will, when speaking well can't win her,

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The Constant Lover

The Constant Lover

Out upon it, I have lov'd

Three whole days together;

And am like to love three more,

If it prove fair weather.

Time shall molt away his wings

Ere he shall discover

In such whole wide world again

Such a constant lover.

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