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[Tell me, Pyrrha, what fine youth]
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Tell me, Pyrrha, what fine youth,All pfum'd and crown'd with Roses,
To thy chamber thee pursu'th,
And thy wanton Arme incloses?
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What is he thou now hast got,Whose more long & golden Tresses
Into many a curious knott
Thy more curious fingers dresses?
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How much will he wayle his trust,And (forsooke) begin to wonder,
When black wyndos shall billowes thrust,
And breake all his hopes in sunder?
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Ficklenes of wyndes he knowsVery little that doth loue thee;
Miserable are all those,
That affect thee ere they proue thee.
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I as one from shipwrack freedTo the Oceans mighty Ranger,
Consecrate my dropping weed,
And in freedome thinke of danger.
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