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cruel star or fate had domination

When I was born, that thus my love is crossed?

Or from what planet had I derivation

That thus my life in seas of woe is crossed?

Doth any live that ever had such hap

That all their actions are of none effect,

Whom fortune never dandled in her lap

But as an abject still doth me reject?

Ah tickle dame! and yet thou constant art

My daily grief and anguish to increase,

And to augment the troubles of my heart

Thou of these bonds wilt never me release;

So that thy darlings me to be may know

The true idea of all worldly woe.