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Daughters of the subtle flood,
Do not let earth longer entertain you.
1 ECHO Let earth longer entertain you.
2 ECHO Longer entertain you.
'Tis to them enough of good
That you give this little hope to gain you.
1 ECHO Give this little hope to gain you.
2 ECHO Little hope to gain you.
If thy love,
You shall quickly see;
For when to flight you move,
They'll follow you, the more you flee.
1 ECHO Follow you, the more yon flee.
2 ECHO The more you flee.
If not, impute it each to other's matter;
They are but earth--
1 ECHO But earth,
2 ECHO Earth--
And what you vowed was water.
1 ECHO And what you vowed was water.
2 ECHO You vowed was water.
(from The Masque of Blackness)
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