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Love is a game at tables where the dye Of mayds affections doth by fancie fly: If once you catch their fancie in a blott It's tenne to one if then you enter not: You being a gamester then may boldly venter, And if you finde the point lye open enter: But marke them well, for by false playing then, Doe what you can they will be bearing men.
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