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[VI. Yee restles thoughts, that harbour discontent]

Yee restles thoughts, that harbour discontent,
Cease your assaults: and let my hart lament,
And let my tongue haue leaue to tell my griefe,
That she may pittie, though not graunt reliefe.
Pittie would help, (alas) what loue hath almost slaine,
And salue the wound, that festred this disdaine.