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- THE RAPE OF LvCRECE.
The little birds that tune their mornings k)y,
Make her moncs mad, with their f^'cct melodic,
" For mirth doth fearch the bottome ofannoy,
"Sad follies arc Qaine in mcrrie companie,
""Griefc bed: is plcafdwithgricfcs focietic;
'*• True forrow then is feeling! ie fuffiz'd,
« When with like fcmblancc it is fimpathiz.'d.
" Tis double death to drownc in ken of ihore,
" He ten times pines,that pines beholding food,
" To fee the faluc doth make the wound ake more :
*^ Great griefc grecucs moft at that wold do it good^
^f Deepc woes roll forward like a gentle flood,
Who being fcoptjthe bouding banks oreflowcs,
• Griefe dallied with, nor law, nor limit knowcs.
You
mocking
Blrds(quoth
(hc)your
tunes
intombc
V
Vithin
your hollow
fwclling feathered
breads.
And
in
my
hearing be
you mute and
dumbe,
My
rcdleffe
difcord loucs no ftops
nor
reds
:
"
A wocfuU
HoftcflTc
brookcs
nor
mcrrie gucfts,
Ralilli
your
nimble
notes
to
plcafing cares,
*'
Diftrcs
likes
dups whe
time
is
kept
with tearcs.
Come
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