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SIR JOHN SUCKLING

7

The gum and glist'ning, which, with art

And studi'd method in each part,
Hangs down the hair, 't
Looks (just) as if that day
Snails there had crawl'd the hay.35

8

The locks, that curl'd o'er each ear be,

Hang like two master-worms to me,
That (as we see)
Have tasted to the rest
Two holes, where they like 't best.40

9

A quick corse, methinks, I spy

In ev'ry woman; and mine eye,
At passing by,
Checks, and is troubled, just
As if it rose from dust.45

10

They mortify, not heighten me;

These of my sins the glasses be:
And here I see
How I have loved before.
And so I love no more.50


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