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First Line: I've followed thee a year at least
Last Line: The wounded heart ne're turnes to wound again.
Subject(s): Love - Complaints


1.
I've follow'd thee a year at least,
And never stopt my selfe to rest.
But yet can thee o'retake no more,
Then this Day can the Day that went before.

2.

In this our fortunes equall prove
To Starres, which govern them above;
Our Starres that move for ever round,
With the same Distance still betwixt them found.

3.

In vain, alas, in vain I strive
The wheele of Fate faster to drive;
Since if a round swiftlier it flye,
She in it mends her pace as much as I.

4.

Hearts by Love strangely shufled are,
That there can never meet a Pare!
Tamelier then Wormes are Lovers slaine;
The wounded Heart ne're turnes to wound again.





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