Yet doth it steal sweet hours from love's delight.
I may not evermore acknowledge thee,
Lest my bewailed guilt should do thee shame,

Awakes my heart to heart's and eye's delight.
How careful was I, when I took my way,
Each trifle under truest bars to thrust,
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Have added feathers to the learned's wing
And given grace a double majesty.

To truths translated and for true things deem'd.
How many lambs might the stem wolf betray,
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Painting thy outward walls so costly gay?
Why so large cost, having so short a lease,