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Section 309
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1Iuli.
2Well do not sweare, although I ioy in thee:
3I haue no ioy of this contract to night,
4It is too rash, too vnaduis'd, too sudden,
5Too like the lightning which doth cease to be
6Ere, one can say, it lightens, Sweete good night:
7This bud of Loue by Summers ripening breath,
8May proue a beautious Flower when next we meete: