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Ah! of that cruell bee
Thy lips haue suckt too much,
For when they mine did touch,
I found that both they hurt, and sweetned mee:
This by the sting they haue,
And that they of the honey doe receaue;
Deare kisse, else by what arte
Couldst thou at once both please and wound my heart?
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