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- And to her will frame all thy waies,
Spare not to spend, and chiefly there,
Where thy defact may merit praise
By ringing in thy Ladies care,
The strongest castle, tower and towne,
The golden bullet beats it downe.
Serue alwaies with affured trust,
And in thy lute be humble true,
Valette thy Lady proue vinst,
Praise neuer thou to chuse a new:
When time shall serue, be thou not flacke,
To proffer though she put thee back.
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