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- Which many Legions of true hearts had warm'd,
And so the Generall of hot desire,
Was sleeping by a Virgin hand difarm'd.
This brand she quenched in a coole Well by,
Which from loues fire tooke heat perpetuall,
Growing a bath and healthfull remedy,
For men difeafd, but I my Mistriffe thrall,
Came there for cure and this by that I proue,
Loues fire heates water, water cooles not loue.
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