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Song.
[If I freely can discover]
1
If I freely can discover,What would please mee in my lover:
I would have her faire, and wittie,
Savouring more of Court, than Citie;
A little proud, but full of pitie:
Light, and humorous in her toying.
Oft building hopes, and soone destroying;
Long, but sweet in the enjoying,
Neither too easie, nor too hard:
All extremes I would have bard.
2
Shee should be allowed her passions,So they were but us'd as fashions;
Sometimes froward, and then frowning,
Sometimes sickish and then swowning,
Euery fit, with change, still crowning.
Purely jealous, I would have her,
Then only constant when I crave her.
'Tis a vertue should not save her.
Thus, nor her delicates would cloy mee,
Neither her peevishnesse annoy mee.
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