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Rh How shall we then agree? you may descend, But will not, to my end. I fain would tune my fancy to your key, But cannot reach to that obstructed way.

There rests but this, that, whilst we sorrow here, Our bodies may draw near: And, when no more their joys they can extend, Then let our souls begin where they did end.

is not four years ago, I offered forty crowns To lie with her a night or so: She answer'd me in frowns.

Not two years since, she meeting me Did whisper in my ear, That she would at my service be, If I contented were.

I told her I was cold as snow, And had no great desire; But should be well content to go To twenty, but no higher.

Some three months since or thereabout, She, that so coy had been, Bethought herself and found me out, And was content to sin.

I smil'd at that, and told her I Did think it something late, And that I'd not repentance buy At above half the rate.

This present morning early she Forsooth came to my bed, And gratis there she offered me Her high-priz'd maidenhead.

I told her that I thought it then Far dearer than I did, When I at first the forty crowns For one night's lodging bid.