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- With that she dasht her on the lippes,
So dyed double red:
Hard was the heart that gave the blow,
Soft were those lips that bled.
- Albion’s England (published 1612), Book viii. chap. xli. stanza 53.
- We thinke no greater blisse then such
To be as be we would,
When blessed none but such as be
The same as be they should.
- Albion’s England (published 1612), Book x. chap. lix. stanza 68.