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Because thou art not seen,Although thy breath be rude.Heigh ho! sing heigh ho! unto the green holly:Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:Then, heigh ho! the holly!This life is most jolly.
Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky,Thou dost not bite so nighAs benefits forgot:Though thou the waters warp,Thy sting is not so sharpAs friend remember’d not.Heigh ho! sing heigh ho! unto the green holly:Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:Then, heigh ho! the holly!This life is most jolly.W. Shakespeare


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MADRIGAL

My thoughts hold mortal strife;I do detest my life,And with lamenting criesPeace to my soul to bringOft call that prince which here doth monarchize:—But he, grim grinning King,Who caitiffs scorns, and doth the blest surprize,Late having deck’d with beauty’s rose his tomb.Disdains to crop a weed, and will not come.W. Drummond


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DIRGE OF LOVE

Come away, come away, Death,And in sad cypres let me be laid;Fly away, fly away, breath;I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
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