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[XX. Vnkinde, O stay thy flying]

Vnkinde, O stay thy flying, And if I needes must dye, pitty mee dying, But in thee, my hart, my hart is lying, And no death can assaile mee, Alas till life doth faile thee, O therfore, O therfore, If the Fates, bid thee be fleeting, Stay for mee, whose poore hart, thou hast in keeping. O therfore, O therfore, If the Fates bid thee be fleeting, Stay for mee, Stay for mee, Stay for mee, whose poore hart thou hast in keeping.