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Shall any man for whose dear love another / Has thrown away his wealth and name in one, / Shall he turn scoffer of a more than brother, / To mock his needs when his desires are done? / Or shall a low-born boy whose mother won him / In great men great concerns his little place, / Turn, when his farthing honours come upon him, / To note her yeoman air and conscious grace?
Then mock me as you do my narrow scope, / For you it was put out this light of mine, / Traitrously wrecked my new adventured hope, / Wasted my wordy wealth, spilt my rich wine, / Made my square ship within a league of shore, / Alas! to be entombed in seas and seen no more.