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Splendidis longum valedico nugis. Farewell fond Love, under whose childish whip, I have serv'd out a weary Prentiship; Thou that hast made me thy scorn'd property, To dote on Rocks, but yielding Loves to fly: Go bane of my dear quiet and content, Now practise on some other Patient. Farewell false Hope that fann'd my warm desire Till it had rais'd a wild unruly fire, Which nor sighs cool, nor tears extinguish can, Although my eyes out-flow'd the Ocean: Forth of my thoughts for ever, Thing of Air, Begun in errour, finish't in despair. Farewell vain World, upon whose restless stage Twixt Love and Hope I have foold out my age; Henceforth ere sue to thee for my redress, Ile wooe the wind, or court the wilderness; And buried from the dayes discovery, Study a slow yet certain way to dy. My woful Monument shall be a Cell, The murmur of the purling brook my knell; My lasting Epitaph the Rock shall grone: Thus when sad Lovers ask the weeping stone, What wretched thing does in that Center lie? The hollow Eccho will reply, 'twas I.
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