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CANTVS. XIX.
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A Secret loue or two I must confesse, I kinde- ly welcome for
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change in close playing, Yet my deare Husband I loue ne'erthelesse, His desires whole or halfe quickly al-
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laying, At all times ready to offer redresse, His owne he neuer wants, but hath it duely,
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Yet twits me, I keepe not touch with him truely.
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A secret loue or two I must confesse,
I kindly welcome for change in close playing:
Yet my deare husband I loue ne'erthelesse,
His desires whole or halfe, quickly allaying,
At all times ready to offer redresse.
His own•• he neuer wants, but hath it duely
Yet twits me I keepe not touch with him truly.
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The more a spring is drawne, the more it flowes;
No Lampe lesse light retaines by lightning others:
Is hee a looser his lo••se that ne're knowes?
Or is he wealthy that wast treasure smothers?
My churle vowes no man shall sent his sweet Rose,
His owne enough and more I giue him duely,
Yet full be twits mee I keepe not touch truly.
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Wise Archers beare more then one shaft to field,
The Venturer loads not with one ware his shipping:
Should Warriers learne but one weapon to weilde?
Or thriue faire plants ere the worse for the shipping?
One dish cloyes, many fresh appetite yeeld:
Mine owne Ile vse, and his he shall haue duely,
Iudge then what debter can keepe ••ouch more truly.