〈♫〉〈♫〉 WHen we were parted, though but for a while, from my brest started a post ev'ry mile: but I feare, none were directed from your bosome to me; for a beauty so affected, looks for Love custome free.
Ayres and dialogues, for one, two, and three voyces by Henry Lawes ... ; the first [-thirde] booke.
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- Ayres and dialogues, for one, two, and three voyces by Henry Lawes ... ; the first [-thirde] booke.
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- Lawes, Henry, 1596-1662.
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- London :: Printed by T. H. for John Playford ...,
- 1653-1658.
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Tis then no marveill
My state should decay,
Brought to be servil
And kept from my pay.
But ingratefull to the giver,
Know the Se•• as your King,
Can as well exhaust a river,
As you suck up a spring.
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And though triumphing
You rowle to the Main
Small st••eams are something
And p••rt of your train.
Use me gently then that follow
Made by custome so tame,
I am silent whilest you swallow
Both my tears, and my name.