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[5] To the same.
(Kind Gentlemen) Souldiers, or Clarkes, or bothMy Muse as gentle greetes you well (in troth)
And tels you shee can't wooe yee at your tables
By venting fripperies of Jests, or fables
Not worth the Phrygian Princes eares; nor raise
A bare name to her selfe, by vulgar praise.
No, no: she joyes in action: and know that
By the protection of a Bever Hat,
Or silken out-side, shee disdaines to force
Your presence; but had rather take a course
To shew her selfe to you in reall pow'rs
Then bid her welcome, and she's ever yours.
R. K.
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