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For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love; / Or chide my palsy, or my gout; / My five grey hairs, or ruin'd fortune flout; / With wealth your state, your mind with arts improve; / Take you a course, get you a place, / Observe his Honour, or his Grace; / Or the king's real, or his stamp'd face / Contemplate; what you will, approve, / So you will let me love.
Alas! alas! who's injured by my love? / What merchant's ships have my sighs drown'd? / Who says my tears have overflow'd his ground? / When did my colds a forward spring remove? / When did the heats which my veins fill / Add one more to the plaguy bill? / Soldiers find wars, and lawyers find out still / Litigious men, which quarrels move, / Though she and I do love.