| In Ligonem |
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| O deare, that I with thee might live |
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| Ad Ed. Spencerum |
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| Pin'd I am, and like to die |
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| Sweete, come againe |
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| Come away, arm'd with loves delights |
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| No grave for woe, yet earth my watrie teares devoures |
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| To My Honourable Friend, Sr. Thomas Mounson, Knight and Baronet |
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| What harts content can he finde |
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| Maydes are simple, some men say |
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