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1Mer.
2If Loue be blind, Loue cannot hit the marke,
3Now will he sit vnder a Medler tree,
4And wish his Mistresse were that kind of Fruite,
5As Maides call Medlers when they laugh alone,
6O Romeo that she were, O that she were
7An open, or thou a Poprin Peare,
8Romeo goodnight, Ile to my Truckle bed,