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And put the Damsel to suspicious flight,
Which must not be, for that’s against my course.
I, under fair pretence of friendly ends,
And well plac’t words of glozing courtesie,
Baited with reasons not unplausible,
Wind me into the easie-hearted man,
And hugg him into snares. When once her eye
Hath met the vertue of this Magick dust,
I shall appear som harmles Villager
Whom thrift keeps up about his Country gear.
But here she comes; I fairly step aside.
And hearken, if I may, her busines here.