A Ditty

Peace, peace, peace, make no noise,
Pleasure and fear lie sleeping;
End, end, end your idle toys,
Jealous eyes will be peeping:
Kiss, kiss and part, though not for hate, for pity;
Ha' done, ha' done, ha' done, for I ha' done my ditty.
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