JOHN FORD

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TJLY hence, shadows, that do keep Watchful sorrows charm'd in sleep !

Tho' the eyes be overtaken,

Yet the heart doth ever waken

Thoughts chain'd up in busy snares

Of continual woes and cares :

Love and griefs are so exprest

As they rather sigh than rest.

Fly hence, shadows, that do keep Watchful sorrows charm'd in sleep !

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��GEORGE WITHER 2$6. I loved a Lass

LOVED a lass, a fair one, As fair as e'er was seen ; She was indeed a rare one,

Another Sheba Queen : But, fool as then I was,

I thought she loved me too : But now, alas ! she 's left me, ) Iero, loo !

��Her hair like gold did glister,

Each eye was like a star, She did surpass her sister,

Which pass'd all others far; She would me honey call,

She'd O she'd kiss me too! But now, alas ! she 's left me,

Falero, lero, loo!

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