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“WHY DO YOU TRIFLE?”
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“WHY DO YOU TRIFLE? FY UPON’T!”

[c. 1610–20]

[From Rawlinson MS., B 35, leaf 54, back].

Why do you trifle? fy upon’t, fie upon’t, fie upon’t, fy upon’t!Why do you trifle? fy upon’t!Those are not men but idle drones,That stay till ladyes make their mones;tis pity but they lost their [stones];fy upon’t, fy upon’t, fy upon’t!Tis pity but they lost their labour.
He shall not do so that I love, that I love, that I love,He shall not do so that I love;But so soone as I am sick,Shall never faile me in the nick,To give me proof of his good [prick]That I love, that I love, that I love,To give me proofe of his good meaning.
Nor can it be to thick and long, thick and long, thick and long,
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