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- I know her answer.
- What?
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She will not come.
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See where she comes.
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- O, come, come, you're mocking.
- Nay, nay, I will not.
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Fie, fie!
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Unknit that threatening unkind brow,
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And dart not scornful glances from those eyes,
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To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor.
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It blots thy beauty as frosts do bite the meads.
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Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper,
Thy head, thy sovereign;
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one that cares for thee,
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And for thy maintenance commits his body
To painful labour both by sea and land,
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To watch the night in storms, the day in cold,
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While thou liest warm at home,
secure and safe;
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He craves no other tribute at thy hands
But love, fair looks,
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and true obedience;
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Too little payment... for so great a debt.
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Such duty the subject owes the prince