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Being your slave, what should I do but tend |
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Upon the hours and times of your desire? |
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I have no precious time at all to spend, |
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Nor services to do, till you require. |
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Nor dare I chide the world-without-end |
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Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you, |
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Nor think the bitterness of absence sour |
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When you have bid your servant once adieu; |
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Nor dare I question with my jealous thought |
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Where you may be, or your affairs suppose, |
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But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought |
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Save, where you are how happy you make those. |
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So true a fool is love that in your will, |
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Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill. |
