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THOMAS LODGE ) Love in my bosom like a bee Doth suck his sweet ; Now with his wings he plays with me , Now with his feet . ... Else I with roses every day Will whip you hence ; And bind you , when you long to play , For your offence .
Where sold he bargains , “ whipstitch , kiss my arse ” , Promised a play and dwindled to a farce ? When did his Muse from Fletcher scenes purloin As thou whole Eth'rege dost transfuse to thine ? But so transfused as oil on waters flow ...
Then come home , my children , the sun is gone down And the dews of night arise ; Come , come , leave off play , and let us away Till the morning appears in the skies . ' ' No , no , let us play , for it is yet day And we cannot go to ...
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Mine own John Poyntz since ye delight to know
Alas so all things now do hold their peace
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