43 bee: Ed: bee, 1635-69

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AN ELEGIE.

Reflecting on his passion for his mistrisse.

C OME, Fates; I feare you not. All whom I owe

Are paid, but you. Then rest me ere I goe.

But, Chance from you all soveraignty hath got,

Love woundeth none but those whom death dares not;