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A poore Knight his Pallace of priuate pleasures

Gallantly garnished, with goodly Galleries of strang inuentio[n]s and prudently polished, with sundry pleasant Posies, & other fine fancies of dainty deuices, and rare delightes. Written by a student in Ca[m]bridge. And published by I. C. Gent

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The poore Knight his Paramour, written to M. Iohn Com. Phisition, and his singuler Mecænas.

Nudior Leberide.

A Parramour I haue, you shall not know her name,
Which neuer ceast to follow mee, since I to Cambridge came.
Shee loues mee passing well, I can not her abide,
And yet perforce, doo what I can, shee hangeth on my side.
Shee coucheth euery night, next to my tender brest,
And many times shee saith: what Will? and lets mee take no rest.
Among my deadly foes, my body shee doth keepe,
Shee keepes the key of all my chestes, both when I wake and sleepe.
I bring nothing to ende, nothing I doo begin,
But ere I goe about the same, I haue her minde therin.
For this her gentilnesse, I can not bee content,
But wailing of my heauy hap, alas I doo lament.
And vnto you I send, as to my only stay,
To aske that Phisikes Art, may driue my Paramour away.