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La D. 'A lightsom herte, a folly of plesaunce
Are moch better, the lesse whyl they abyde;
They make you thinke, and bring you in a traunce;
But that seknesse wil sone be remedyed.
Respite your thought, and put al this asyde;
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Ful good disportes werieth men al-day;
To help nor hurt, my wil is not aplyed;
Who troweth me not, I lete it passe away.'