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Rh And in themselves their pride lies buried, For at a frown they in their glory die. The painful warrior famous'd for fight, After a thousand victories once foil'd, Is from the book of honour razed quite, And all the rest forgot for which he toil'd: Then happy I, that love and am belov'd, Where I may not remove, nor be remov'd."

NOVELTY. "My love is strengthen'd, though more weak in seeming; I love not less, though less the show appear: That love is merchandis'd, whose rich esteeming The owner's tongue doth publish every where. Our love was new, and then but in the spring, When I was wont to greet it with my lays: As Philomel in summer's front doth sing, And stops his pipe in growth of riper days: Not that the summer is less pleasant now