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A Dialogue.

Lover.
Render your Heart, or else give mine agen.

Virgin.
What, change with Men?

Lov.
Justice commands you to do one or t'other.

Vir.
Yes, to a Lover.

Lov.
Then I am he, sweet Saint, that owns that Flame.

Vir.
You are much to blame.

Lov.
For loving you? I must until I dye.

Vir.
Pray tell me why.

Lov.
Most mighty Love no reason can indure.

Vir.
Is your Love pure?

Lov.
As pure from spot as Elemental Fire

Vir.
N'ere to expire?

Lov.
No, not when Time it self shall cease to be.

Vir.
You have conquer'd me.

Lov.
Blest voice, that very word new life does give.

Vir.
With thee I'le live.

Lov.
Our mutual Joy shall with our Loves combine.

Vir.
I am only thine.

Lov.
Triumphant Love, what never lose the field?

Vir.
Love makes me yield.

Lov.
Then let's enjoy each other without fear.

Vir.
Agreed, my Dear.