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1Por.
2Nor for yours neither. Y'haue vngently Brutus
3Stole from my bed: and yesternight at Supper
4You sodainly arose, and walk'd about,
5Musing, and sighing, with your armes a‑crosse
6And when I ask'd you what the matter was,
7You star'd vpon me, with vngentle lookes.
8I vrg'd you further, then you scratch'd your head,