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XIIII. Since neither tunes of ioy
Since neither tunes of ioy,Nor notes of sadnes,
Cruell vnkind can moue thee,
I will goe run away,
For rage and madnes,
Because I will not loue thee.
O come againe, againe,
Thy fruitles labour wast not,
How wilt thou run (foole)
When thy heart thou hast not.
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