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 ��JOHN FORD 243 Dawn

\LY hence, shadows, that do keep Watchful sorrows charm'd m sleep'

Tho 7 the eyes be overtaken,

Yet the heart doth ever waken

Thoughts chained up in busy snares

Of continual woes and cares:

Love and griefs are* so exprest

As they rather sigh than rest.

Fly hence, shadows, that do keep Watchful sorrows charm'd in sleep!

��GEORGE WITHER 244 I loved a Lass

I LOVED a lass, a fair one, As fair as e'er was seen; She was indeed a rare one,

Another Sheba Queen. But, fool as then 1 was,

I thought she loved me too: But now, alas' she 's left me, FalerOy lero, loo!

Her hair like gold did glister,

Each eye was like a star, She did surpass her sister,

Which pass'd all others far;

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