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To His Mistress.
By Robert Herrick
Choose me your valentine,
Next let us marry -
Love to the death will pine
If we long tarry.
Promise, and keep your vows,
Or vow ye never -
Love's doctrine disallows
Troth-breakers ever.
You have broke promise twice,
Dear, to undo me,
If you prove faithless thrice
None then will woo ye.
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