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Dear Lucinius, yestereve we linger'd

Scrawling fancies, a hundred, in my tablets,

Wits in combat; a treaty this between us.

Scribbling drolleries each of us together

Launched one arrowy metre and another,

Tenders jocular o'er the merry wine-cup.

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So quite sorely with all your humour heated

Gay Lucinius, I that eve departed.

Food my misery could not any lighten,

Sleep nor quiet upon my eyes descended.

Still untamable o'er the couch did I then

Turn and tumble, in haste to see the day-light,

Hear your prattle again, again be with you.

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Then, when weary with all the worry, numb'd, dead,

Sank my body, upon the bed reposing,

This, O humorous heart, did I, a poem

Write, my tedious anguish all revealing.

O beware then of hardihood; a lover's

Plea for charity, dear my friend, reject not:

What if Nemesis haply claim repayment?

She is tyrannous. O beware offending.

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