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121.072.001  Even as lame things thirst their perfection, so

121.072.002  The slimy rhymes bred in our vale below,

121.072.003  Bearing with them much of my love and heart,

121.072.004  Fly unto that Parnassus, where thou art.

121.072.005  There thou o'erseest London. Here I have been

121.072.006  By staying in London too much overseen.

121.072.007  Now pleasure's dearth our City doth possess;

121.072.008  Our theatres are filled with emptiness;

121.072.009  As lank and thin is every street and way

121.072.010  As a woman delivered yesterday.

121.072.011  Nothing whereat to laugh my spleen essays

121.072.012  But bear-baitings or law exercise.

121.072.013  Therefore I'll leave it, and in the country strive

121.072.014  Pleasure, now fled from London, to retrieve.

121.072.015  Do thou so too; and fill not, like a bee,

121.072.016  Thy thighs with honey, but as plenteously

121.072.017  As Russian merchants, thyself's whole vessel load,

121.072.018  And then at Winter retail it here abroad.

121.072.019  Bless us with Suffolk's sweets; and, if it is

121.072.020  Thy garden, make thy hive and warehouse this.

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