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A SOLEMNET OIE

I F that Loue had beene a king,
He would haue commanded Beauty:
But hee is a silly thing,
That hath sworne to doe her duety.

If that Loue had beene a God,
He had then beene full of grace:
But how grace and loue are odde
Tis too plaine a pitious case.

No: Love is an idle jeast,
That hath only made a woord
Like vnto a cuckoes neast,
That hath neuer hatcht a bird.

Then from nothing to conceiue
That may any substance bee
Yet so many doth deceiue;
Lord of heaven deliuer mee.
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