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First Line: I blush, but must obey. You'll have it so
Last Line: Not for their worth, but merely through your grace.
Subject(s): Man-woman Relationships


MADAME,
I blush, but must obey. You'll have it so;
And one such word of yours, stops all excuse:
Yet (pray) be sure that you let others know
How you, not pride, did me to this induce;
Else, when to any these harsh rimes you show,
They'll suffer many a flout; I, much abuse:
Since 'tis acknowledg'd that they here have place,
Not for their worth, but merely through your grace.





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