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Loves Garland
Thy sweet commands again,
my sweetest Harry,
And sweet Rose water
for thy sweet Rosemary,
By which sweet Hall,
sweet Rose doth let thee see,
Thy loves as sweet to her,
as hers to thee.
53
A wanton lovers wish sent in a Hanker-
cher with a Cupid wrought in
the middle.
To me by far more fair
is my fair Anne
Then sweet-cheek’d Leda
with her silver Swan
That I nere saw
but have the picture seen,
And wish myself between
thine armes sweet Nan.
54
For a Ring
Desire like fire, doth still aspire.
55
A posie sent with a pair of bracelets.
Mine eyes did see, my heart, did choose,
True love doth bind, till death doth loose
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