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 SAMUEL DANIEL

And with the thought of actions past

Are recreated still: When Pleasure leaves a touch at last

To show that it was ill.

Siren. That doth Opinion only cause

That 's out of Custom bred, Which makes us many other laws

Than ever Nature did. No widows wail for our delights,

Our sports are without blood; The world we see by warlike wights

Receives more hurt than good.

Ulysses. But yet the state of things require

These motions of unrest. And these great Spirits of high desire

Seem born to turn them best. To purge the mischiefs that increase

And all good order mar. For oft we see a wicked peace

To be well changed for war.

Siren. Well, well, Ulysses, then I see

I shall not have thee here: And therefore I will come to thee,

And take my fortune there. I must be won, that cannot win,

Yet lost were I not won;

For beauty hath created been

T* undo, or be undone.

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