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 When this did nothing, I brought down,

great cannon, oaths, and shot,

A thousand, thousand to the town,

and still it yielded not.

I then resolv’d to starve the place,

by cutting off all kisses;

Praising and gazing on her face,

with all such little blesses.

To draw her out, and from her strength,

I drew all battries in.

And brought myself to lie at length,

as if no siege had been.

When I had done what man could do,

and thought the place my own,

The enemy lay quiet too,

and smil’d at all was done.

I sent to know from whence and where,

these hopes, and this relief:

A spy inform’d, Honour was there,

and did command in chief,

March, march, quoth I, the word straight give,

let’s lose no time, but leave her:

That Giant upon air will live,

and hold it out for ever.

To such a place our camp remove,

as will no siege abide;

I hate a fool that starves her love,

only to feed her pride.