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I would cure you, if you would but pe me hang 
And come every day to my cote, and wo 
REJOINDER. 
Skill infinite— 
Sweet practitioner, thy physic I will try........ Id, 
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Compassion. His sighs and his tears had so wrought on her mind, 
_ That in downright compassion, to love she inclined. 
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When she saw her reasons idly spent, 
And could tent. . Dryden 
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The mist flew upward and dissolved in day...... Id. 
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An artless passion, fraught with hopes and fears, 
And nearest happy, when it most despairs. ... Cibber. 
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Touch but the tender Sis 
Of soft compassion in the heart, and lov 
Will quickly ogee! to its kindred passio 
Dr. Thomas Franklin’ s Earl of Warwick, 
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EUPATORIUM. DerLay. Why, how now, Orlando! where have you been all 
this while? You a lover! An’ you serve me such an- 
other trick, never come in my sight more..... Shaks 
Nay, an’ you be so tardy, co i i 
I had as lief be woo’d of a snail........-..++- Id. 
‘ Break an hour’s promise in love? He that will divide 
a minute into oo as. parts, and Paboes but a part 
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y be said of him, that nga hath capped him 0? 
rs e shoulder, but I warrant him heart whole. .... ‘dd. 
EVERLASTING. . So turns the impatient needle to the pole, 
: Though mountains rise between, and oceans roll. 
Thou wert a meas to my sight, 
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