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The Honest CAVALIER.
Many have here high hopes, but they expireBefore they mount to th' height of their desire.
They're only wise that have the least to do
Fixing on Him from whom all Graces flow.
Nothing so firm that may Affiance give,
“Let us only love where we may ever live.
So shall our hopes be crown'd, and Saints receive us
Into those Courtly joyes shall never leave us.
Some find the way who after learn to stray,
The End tries all, the Evening Crowns the Day.
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