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<HEAD>Love lies a Bleeding.</HEAD>
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<L><HI>By who&s;e mortal wounds you may &s;oon under&s;tand,</HI></L>
<L><HI>What &s;orrows wee &s;uffer &s;ince Love left the Land.</HI></L>
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<OPENER>To the Tune of, The Cyclops.</OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>LAy by your pleading</L>
<L>Love lies a bl&eacute;eding,</L>
<L>Burn all your Poetry, and throw away your reading,</L>
<L>Piety is painted</L>
<L>and Truth is tainted</L>
<L>Love is a Reprobate, and Shi&s;m now is Sainted</L>
<L>the Throne Love doth &s;it on,</L>
<L>w&eacute;e daily do &s;pit on,</L>
<L>It was not thus, I was, when <HI>Betty</HI> rul'd in <HI>Brittain.</HI></L>
<L>but friend&s;hip hath falter'd</L>
<L>Loves Altars are alter'd</L>
<L>And he that is the cau&s;e, I would his neck were halter'd</L>
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<LG>
<L>When Love did nouri&s;h,</L>
<L><HI>England</HI> did flouri&s;h,</L>
<L>Till holy hate came in, and mades us all &s;o currith,</L>
<L>now every Widgeon</L>
<L>talks of Religion,</L>
<L>But doth as little good as <HI>Mahomet</HI> and's Pigeon</L>
<L>each Coxcomb is &s;uiting,</L>
<L>his words for confuting.</L>
<L>but heaven's &s;ooner gaind by &s;uffering than by di&s;puting</L>
<L>true friend&s;hip wee &s;mother,</L>
<L>and &s;trike at our Brother,</L>
<L>Apo&s;tles never went to God by killing one another.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Let Love but warm yee,</L>
<L>Nothing can harm y&eacute;e,</L>
<L>When love is General, there's Angels in the Army</L>
<L>Love keeps his Quarters,</L>
<L>and fears no tortures</L>
<L>The brave&s;t fights are written in the book of Martyrs</L>
<L>could wee be &s;o civil,</L>
<L>to do good for evil,</L>
<L>It were the onely happy way to overcome the Devil,</L>
<L>the flowers Love hath watered.</L>
<L>Sedition hath &s;cattered</L>
<L>We talk with tongues of holine&s;s, but act with hearts of hatred</L>
<L>He that doth know mee,</L>
<L>and Love will &s;how me,</L>
<L>Hath found the neare&s;t, noblo&s;t way to over|come me.</L>
<L>he that hath bound me,</L>
<L>and then doth wound me,</L>
<L>Wins not my heart, he doth not conquer but confound me,</L>
<L>in &s;uch a condition</L>
<L>Love is a Phy&s;ician,</L>
<L>True Love and Rea&s;on makes the pure&s;t Polititian.</L>
<L>but &s;trife and confu&s;&s;ion</L>
<L>deceit and delu&s;ion</L>
<L>Though it &s;&eacute;ems to thrive at fir&s;t will make a &s;ad conclu&s;ion.</L>
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<HEAD>The &s;econd part,</HEAD>
<OPENER>To the &s;ame Tune</OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>LOve is a jewel,</L>
<L>A pretious jewel,</L>
<L>'Tis Love mu&s;t &s;tinch the blood, when fury fights the duel,</L>
<L>Love is a Bloud &s;tone</L>
<L>hate is a Toad-&s;tone,</L>
<L>Heaven is the North-point, and Love is the Load-&s;tone</L>
<L>though fury and &s;corn</L>
<L>Loves Temples have <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">orn.</L>
<L>H&eacute;e'l k&eacute;ep his Covenant, and will not bee for &s;worn.</L>
<L>his Laws do not border,</L>
<L>on &s;trife and di&s;order,</L>
<L>He &s;corns to get his wealth by perjury or Marder.</L>
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<LG>
<L>What fal&s;e-hood drew in,</L>
<L>Grace never grew in</L>
<L>Love will not rai&s;e him&s;elf upon anothers ruine,</L>
<L>hee can pre&s;ent yee</L>
<L>with peace and plenty</L>
<L>love never advanceth one by throwing down of twenty,</L>
<L>where Love is in &s;ea&s;on</L>
<L>there Truth is, and rea&s;on</L>
<L>The &s;oul of Love is never underlaid with trea&s;on,</L>
<L>he never doth quarrel</L>
<L>for Princely apparel</L>
<L>Nor ever fixt a Chair of State upon a barrel.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Love from the dull pit</L>
<L>Or follies full pit</L>
<L>Nev'r took an Anvile out and put it in a Pulpit,</L>
<L>Love is no &s;inker,</L>
<L>Truth is no &s;linker,</L>
<L>In mending breaches, Love did never play the Tinkar</L>
<L>where vengeance and lu&s;t is</L>
<L>no truth is, nor tru&s;t is</L>
<L>As will appear at la&s;t in Gods high court of Iu&s;tice</L>
<L>pitty and remorce is</L>
<L>the &s;trength of Loves forces</L>
<L><HI>Paul</HI> never converted men by &s;tables fil'd with hor&s;es.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Mercy is fading,</L>
<L>Truth is degrading,</L>
<L>Love is the onely cau&s;e of Plenty, Peace, &amp; Trading</L>
<L>Love is a fire</L>
<L>made of de&s;ire</L>
<L>Who&s;e chief ambition is to heaven to a&s;p</L>
<L>it &s;tops the gradation</L>
<L>of fury and pa&s;&s;ion</L>
<L>It governs all good families, &amp; be&s;t can guide a Nati<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="2 letters"></L>
<L>the low land, the high land,</L>
<L>&amp; my land and thy land</L>
<L>Grew all in common &s;trait, when love had left this Iland.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Where Peace is painting</L>
<L>And rage is ranting,</L>
<L>'Tis an undoubted &s;ign the King of Love is wanting,</L>
<L>Father and Mother,</L>
<L>Si&s;ter and Brother</L>
<L>If love be lacking, quickly mi&s;chief one a|nother,</L>
<L>where wrath is, the rod is</L>
<L>that ruines out bodies</L>
<L>With hate the Devil is, but where love is God is,</L>
<L>then let us not doubt it,</L>
<L>but &s;traight go about it</L>
<L>To bring in love agen, wee cannot live without it.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Then let the Graces</L>
<L>Crown our embraces</L>
<L>And let us &s;ettle all things in their proper places,</L>
<L>left Per&s;ecution</L>
<L>cau&s;e di&s;&s;olution.</L>
<L>Let all purioyned wealth bee made a re&s;ti|tution</L>
<L>For though now it tickles,</L>
<L>'twill turn all to prickles,</L>
<L>Then let us live in peace &amp; turn our &s;words to &s;ickles,</L>
<L>When <HI>Noah's</HI> Dove was &s;ent out,</L>
<L>then Gods pardon went out,</L>
<L>They that would have it &s;o, I hope will &s;ay <HI>Amen</HI> to't.</L>
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<TRAILER>Finis.</TRAILER>
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