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To ERANTINA.

Long haue I had long haires vpon my head,
Long haue I had hid harmes within my heart,
Yet none of those are powerfull for to plead
The smallest salue or softning to my smart.
Could I draw foorth the sharpe and golden dart,
Where with allace, I secretlie am slaine:
Or put those black vnpouled locks apart,
For which the world accompts mee to be vaine:
Could I to flit as to be fast be faine,
Or thinke that soule that I haue thought too faire,
There should no harme into my heat remaine,
Nor should my head be ouerhung with haire.
Sweet, if thou loues me, powll those locks I pray
Yf not, cut life, loue, locks, and all away.