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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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