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All loue is dead infected With plague of deepe disdaine: (5) Worth, as nought worth reiected, And faith faire scorne doth gaine. From so vngratefull fancie, From such a female frenzie, From them that vse men thus: (10) Good Lord deliuer vs.
Weepe neighbours weepe, doe you not heare it said That Loue is dead? His death-bed Peacocks folly, His winding sheet is shame: (15) His will false, seeming holy, His sole exectour blame. From so vngratefull fancie, From such a female frenzie, +From them that vse men thus: (20) Good Lord deliuer vs.