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 No rest night or day he ever could find,

The sweet Shepherdess ran so in his mind.

Within four days he took his bed,

The doctor gave him over, it is said.

When he found his dying hour was come,

He sent for her father and told what was done.

Within a little time her father did die,

Now let each take a warning by this tragedy:

And maidens beware of men’s flattering tongue,

For if you consent you are surely undone.