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Siluia, is faire, yet scorning loue vnseemly]
Siluia
, Siluia is faire, yet
scorning loue vnseemlySiluia , Siluia is faire, yet scorning loue vnseemly, plaging my soule, plaging my soule with torments to vntimely, Siluia natures perfection, bids me loue her, but for loues merrit she forbids me moue her, sweet Siluia, sweet Siluia yet commandris of my thought, reward me so I may not loue for nought, sweet.
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