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Songs and Sonnets.
Song 1.
TAke, O take those lips away,
That so sweetly were forsworth;
And those eyes, like break of day,
Lights that do mislead the morn.
But my kisses bring again;
Seals of love, though seal'd in vain.
2.
Hide, O hide those hills of snow,
Which thy frozen blossoms beares;
On whose tops, the pinks that grow
Are of those that April weares.
But first set my poor heart free,
Bound in those joy-chaines by thee.
Song 2.
O for a Bow I of rich Canary,
Fat Aristippus, sparkling Sherry,
Some Nectar else, from June's dairy:
O these draughts would make us merry!
O for a wench! I deal in faces,
And in other daintier things:
Tickled am I, with her imbraces:
Fine dancing in such fairy rings.
O for a plump fat leg of Mutton,
Veal, Lamb, Capon, Pig, and Coney:
None is happy, but a Glutton;
None an Ass, but who wants money.