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98. On a Flye.
The Sun-delighting Flye repayres, at first,To the full Cup, only to quench her thirst;
But, oftentimes, she sports about the Brinke,
And sipps so long till she be drownd in drinke:
When wanton leysure shall present thine eye
With lavish Cups, Remember but the Flye.
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