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LINES ADDRESSED TO THOMAS WATSON
If graver heads shall count it overlightTo treat of love, say thou to them, a stain
Is incident unto the finest die:
And yet no stain at all it is for thee,
These lays of love, as mirth to melancholy,
To follow fast thy sad Antigone,
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Compil'd with judgment, order, and with art;
And shrowd thee under shadow of his wings,
Whose gentle heart, and head with learning fraight,
Shall yield thee gracious favour and defence.
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