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[xiv] For Dorvs.

Why Nais stand yee nice
Like to a well wrought Stone,
When Dorus would you kisse?
Denie him not that blisse,
He's but a Childe (old Men be Children twice)
And euen a Toothlesse one:
And when his Lips yours touch in that delight
Yee need not feare he will those Cherries bite.