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Thou mine, £ thine. 
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Be true to me, as ft to thee 
A young maid to rer love in a Scarfe. 
|< Hhe that of all Doth lobe the Dearest, 
Poth send thee thts, whirh as thou twea- 
Qnv off do’s look on, think on me (rest 
4s i bp thine do think on thee. 
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From a young ae to his love, wrought 
in a silk girdle. 
Till Death oebide, what ere betide, 
Ades 
The worlds a Lotterp, mp prise 
@ lobe that’s fair, as chast, as wise, 
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A young man to his love describing the 
povver and ever-flourishing virtue 
of Love 
Lobe till Doomes-Dap tn His prime, 
Like apollo rob’y tn gol; 
Though tt Have been as long as time 
Pet still ts poung though tine mT aly. 
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