That thou thinkes will hinder mee.’
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Then he writhe the gold ring of his ffingar
And gaue itt to that ladye gay;
Sayes, That was a legacye left vnto mee
In Harley woods where I cold bee.
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‘Then ffarewell hart, and farewell hand,
And ffarwell all good companye!
That woman shall neuer beare a sonne