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This is the prittiest motion	A
Madam th' alarums of a drumme	B
That cals your lord set to your cries	C
To mine are sacred symphonies	D
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What though 'tis said I have a voice	E
I know 'tis but that hollow noise	F
Which as it through my pipe doth speed	G
Bitterns do carol through a reed	G
In the same key with monkeys jiggs	F
Or dirges of proscribed piggs	F
Or the soft Serenades above	H
In calme of night when cats make love	H
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Was ever such a consort seen	I
Fourscore and fourteen with forteen	I
Yet sooner they'l agree one paire	J
Then we in our spring winter aire	J
They may imbrace sigh kiss the rest	K
Our breath knows nought but east and west	K
Thus have I heard to childrens cries	F
The faire nurse still such lullabies	F
That well all sayd for what there lay	L
The pleasure did the sorrow pay	L
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Sure ther's another way to save	M
Your phansie madam that's to have	N
'Tis but a petitioning kinde fate	O
The organs sent to Bilingsgate	O
Where they to that soft murm'ring quire	J
Shall teach you all you can admire	J
Or do but heare how love bang Kate	O
In pantry darke for freage of mate	O
With edge of steele the square wood shapes	F
And DIDO to it chaunts or scrapes	F
The merry Phaeton oth' carre	J
You'l vow makes a melodious jarre	J
Sweeter and sweeter whisleth He	P
To un anointed axel tree	P
Such swift notes he and 's wheels do run	I
For me I yeeld him Phaebus son	I
Say faire Comandres can it be	P
You should ordaine a mutinie	I
For where I howle all accents fall	Q
As kings harangues to one and all	Q
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Ulisses art is now withstood	O
You ravish both with sweet and good	O
Saint Syren sing for I dare heare	P
But when I ope' oh stop your eare	P
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Far lesse be't aemulation	I
To passe me or in trill or tone	I
Like the thin throat of Philomel	Q
And the smart lute who should excell	Q
As if her soft cords should begin	I
And strive for sweetnes with the pin	I
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Yet can I musick too but such	R
As is beyond all voice or touch	R
My minde can in faire order chime	B
Whilst my true heart still beats the time	B
My soule 's so full of harmonie	I
That it with all parts can agree	I
If you winde up to the highest fret	O
It shall descend an eight from it	O
And when you shall vouchsafe to fall	Q
Sixteene above you it shall call	Q
And yet so dis assenting one	I
They both shall meet in unison	I
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Come then bright cherubin begin	I
My loudest musick is within	I
Take all notes with your skillfull eyes	F
Hearke if mine do not sympathise	F
Sound all my thoughts and see exprest	O
The tablature of my large brest	O
Then you'l admit that I too can	I
Musick above dead sounds of man	I
Such as alone doth blesse the spheres	F
Not to be reacht with humane eares	F

Richard Lovelace

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