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SONG XII.
[Stay smal Sinner]
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Stay smal Sinner,Cease thy suite!
If thy fair Words, cannot win her,
Thou wilt never bring her to't:
'Tis not all thy wiles can Doe't.
Lest of her own Accord she'l Loving be,
Faith! let her go! she's not a Wench for thee.
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E'ne let her go!There are more,
That now, perhaps, would gladly doe:
Thou may'st chuse of half a score,
Whilst confin'd in midst of store:
'Tis meerly Dotage, and will Madness prove,
Pox! Where she cannot like, she will not love.
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