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THIRD BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 7. OF PLEASURE AND PAIN, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: Kind are her answers
Last Line: But one night went betwixt.
Subject(s): Courtship; Love; Waiting; Women


Kind are her answers,
But her performance keeps no day;
Breaks time, as dancers,
From their own music when they stray.
All her free favours and smooth words
Wing my hopes in vain.
O, did ever voice so sweet but only feign?
Can true love yield such delay,
Converting joy to pain?
Lost is our freedom
When we submit to women so:
Why do we need 'em
When, in their best, they work our woe?
There is no wisdom
Can alter ends by Fate prefixt.
O, why is the good of man with evil mixt?
Never were days yet called two
But one night went betwixt.





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