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But if once the message greet him That his True Love doth stay,
If Death should come and meet him, Love will find out the way!
��Phiilada -flouts Me
OWHAT a plague is love! How shall I bear it ? She will inconstant prove,
I greatly fear it. She so torments my mind
That my strength f aileth, And wavers with the wind
As a ship saileth. Please her the best I may, She loves still to gainsay; Alack and well-a-day'
Phiilada flouts me.
At the fair yesterday
She did pass by me; She look'd another way
And would not spy me: I woo'd her for to dine,
But could not get her; Will had her to the wine
He might entreat her. With Daniel she did dance, On me she look'd askance: O thrice unhappy chance!
Phiilada flouts me.
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