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...gown, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Are all soon withered, broke, forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt...straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps, and amber studs, Can me with no enticements move To live with thee, and be thy love. But could youth last, and love...

...thy shooes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle and fliy posies, Soone break, soone wither, soone forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw, and iuie buds, Thy corall clasps, and amber studs. All these in me no meanes can moue To come to thee,...

...yields ; A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is Fancy's spring, but Sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies,...no means can move To come to thee, and be thy love. But could youth last, and love still breed, Had joys no date, nor age no need ; Then these delights...

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...Raleigh say, in answer to the sweet ballad, " Come live with me and be my love :" Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies...wither, soon forgotten. In folly ripe, in reason rotten. The most common source of misery from this species of delusion is in marriage, of which there is an...

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