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The poles shall move to teach mé ere I start, 2001 And when I change my love, I'll change my heart;) Nay, if I wax but cold in my desire, ****!!! 1916 Think heav'n hath motion løst, and the world fire 100 Much more I could; but many words have made ir That oft' suspected which men most persuade: 1087 Take therefore all in this; I love so trúe,?!? 15'', As I will never look for less in you.


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Hark, news! Envy! thou shalt hear descryid 5"
My Julia, who as yet was ne'er envy'd. '5
To vomit gall in slander, 'swell'herveins.
With calumny, that hell itself disdains,

Is her continual practice, does her best,
To tear opinion ev'n out of the breast :
Of dearest friends, and (which is worse than vile) in
Sticks jealousy in wedlock. Her'own child
'Scapes not the show'rs of envy." To repeat :
The monstrous fashions, how, were alive to eat? 15.10
Dear reputation. Would to God she were sit
But half so loth to act vice as to hear.
My mild reproof: Livid Mantuan now again, mitir
That female mastix to limn with his pengo
This she Chimera, that hath eyes of fire, :'33641 2010
Burning with anger, (anger feeds desire). 90H A BI

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Tongu'd like the night-crów, whose ill-boding cries: "I
Give out for nothing but new injuries. It

Her breath like to the juice in Tenarus, <
That blasts tlie springs, tho' ne'er so prosperous :
Her hands, I know not how, us'd more to spill,
The food of others than herself to fill.
But, oh! her mind, that Orcus, which includes
Legions of mischief, countless multitudes: el sol
Of former curses, projects unmade-up,
Abuses yet unfashion'd, thoughts corrupt,
Mishapen cavils, palpable untruths,
Inevitable errors, self-accusing loaths:...
These like those atoms swarming in the sun, in
Throng in her bosoin for creation.
I blush to give her half her due; yet say is split
No poison 's half so bad as Julia.



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I sing no harm, good sooth, to any vight,*im nija
To lord, to fool, cuckold, beggar, or knight, sucn5.1.
To peace-teaching lawyer, proctor, or brave, Lot! Dos
Reform'd or reduc'd captain, knave,
Officer, juggler, or justice of peace,
Juror or judge ; 'I 'touch nó fat cow's grease;
I ain no-libeller, nor will be any,
But (like a true man) say there are too many :

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I fear not Orc'tenus, for
Nor count nor counsellor will red or pale.

A Citizen and his Wife the other day,
Both riding an one horse, upon
I overtook; the wench a pretty peat,
And (by her eye) well fitting for the feat:
I saw thé lèch’rous Citizen turn back,
His head, and on his Wife's lip steal a smack;
Whence apprebending that the man was kind,
Riding before to kiss his Wife behind,..
To get acquaintance with him I began,
And sort discourse fit for so fine a man.
I ask'd the number of the Plaugy Bilgi
(Ask'd if the custom-farmers held out still?.
Of the Virginjan plot, and whether Ward
The traffic of the midland seas had marr'd?
Whether the Britain Burse did fill apace,
And likely were to give th’ Exchange disgrace ?
of new-built Aldgate and the Moore-field crosses,
Of store of bankrupts and poor merchants' fosses,
I urg'd him to speak: but he (as mute
As an old courtier worn to bis last suit).

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(To fit his element) my theme I cast
On tradesmen’s gains: that set his tongue a-going,
Alas! good Sir, (quoth he) there is no doing som
In court nor city now. She smild, and I,
And (in my conscience) bosh gave him the lie


in öne met thought. But he went on a pace,
And a: the present times with such a face
He rail'd as fry'd me; for he gave no praise
To any but my Lord of Essex's days;
Call'd those the age of action. True; (quoth he)
There's now as great an itch of bravery,
And heat of taking up, but cold lay down,
For put to push of pay, away they run:
Our only city trades of hope now are
Bawds, tavern-keepers, whore, and strivener;
'The much of priviledg'd kinismen, and the storë
Of fresh protections make the rest all poor:
In the first state of their creation
Tho'many stoutlý stand, ġet proves not one
A righteous pay-master. Thus ran ke oni
In a continued rage: só void of reason
Seem'd his harsh talk, I swate for fear of treason.
And (troth) how could I less? when in the prayer
For the protection of ihe wise Lord Mayor;
And his wise brethren's worships; when one prayeth,
He swore that none could say Amen with faith.
To get him off from what I glow'd to hear,
(In happy time) an Angel did appear,
The bright sign of a lov'd and well-tried inn,
Where many citizens with their wives had been
Well us:d and often: here I pray'd him stay
To take some due refreshment by the way.
Volumr Ill.


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Look how he look'd that hid his gold, his hope, *? ? 1 Å
And at his return found nothing but a rope';
So he on me: refus'd, and made away,
Tho willing she pleaded a weary day; :
I found my miss, struck bands, and pray'd him tellia
(To hold acquaintance still) where he did dwell;**
He barely nanı’d the street, promis'd the wine;
But his kind wife gave me the very sign."



To make the doubt clear, that no woman 's true, : v
Was it my fate to prove it strong in you ?
Thought I, hut one had breathed purest air,
And njust she needs be false because she's fair ?
Is it your beauty's mark, or of your youth,
Or your perfection, not to study truth?
Or think you Heav'n is deaf, or hath no eyes,
Or those it at your perjuries ? !
Are vows so cheap with women, or the matter
Whereof illey're made, that they are writ in water,
And blown aivay with wind? or doth their breath hit A
(Both hot and cold) at once make life and death?-W
Who could have thought so many accents sweet; in ***
Form'd into words, so many sighs should meet; int
As from our hearts; so many oaths and tears *( i hii
Sprinkled among, (all sweeten'd by our fearo)

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