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To his Ladie beloued.
In rage thou turnest me awaie,againe thou doest me take:
Thou harde at heeles doest followe me,
yet me thou doest forsake.
Kinde art thou, courteous eke,
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Thou wilt, and wilt not: me thou louste,
and me thou putst to paine.
Thou promisse makst, and it forsakst:
in deepe dispaire I pine,
Yet liue in hope: Ah Tantal would
my state were like to thine.
A painfull plague, in cristall streames,
to bee a thirst and drie:
But what a plague to be a thirste,
sweete Nectar standyng by?
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