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Loves Flattery.

Ladies fly from loves smooth tale,
Oaths steept in tears do oft prevail,
Grief is infectious, and the air
Inflam'd with sighs wil blast the fair;
Then stop your ears when Lovers cry,
Lest yourselves weep, when no lost eye
Shall with a sorrowing tear repay
That pity which you cast away.