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Section 548
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1Pan.
2In good troth it begins so.
3Loue, loue, nothing but loue, still more:
4For O loues Bow,
5Shootes Bucke and Doe:
6The Shaft confounds not that it wounds,
7But tickles still the sore:
8These Louers cry, oh ho they dye;