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[O permitt that my sadnesse]

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To the Italian Tune, called,—“Girometta.

1

O permitt that my sadnesse
May redeeme my offence!
Lett not words, spoke in madnesse,
Prejudice innocence!

2

'Twas i'th' height of my passion,
Lasse! I rau'd all the time:
Not thy wrath, but compassion,
I deseru'd by my crime.

3

Jealous feares, with their thicknesse,
Had ore-clouded my brayne:
What I spoke in my sicknesse
Ne'er remember agayne.

4

Franticke men may talke treason,
From all guilt they are free:
Lawes, for such as want reason,
Noe chastisement decree.

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5

Sure noe tyrant did euer
Call that tongue to account,
Which, (in time of a feauer),
Tales of plotts did raccount.

6

Then, since none can bee heard on
That e'er punished such faults,
O refuse not my pardon
To my past words, or thoughts!

7

Loe! as soone as I'me cured,
I repent, I recant:
Make mee too, once assured
That my grace has thy grant.