Natures Embassie Or, The Wilde-mans Measvres: Danced naked by twelve Satyres, with sundry others continued in the next Section [by Richard Brathwait] |
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[Danc'd are my Measures, now I must repose] |
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[Danc'd are my Measures, now I must repose]
Danc'd are my Measures, now I must repose,(Retire at least) and laugh at vertues foes,
Who let them frowne, fume, fret, this is my Mot,
My spirit's above their spite, I feare them not.
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