To My Cousin, Anne Bodham, On Receiving From Her A Network Purse Made By Herself.
My gentle Anne, whom heretofore, When I was young, and thou no more Than plaything for a nurse, I danced and fondled on my knee, A kitten both in size and glee, I thank thee for my purse. Gold pays the worth of all things here; But not of love;that gems too dear For richest rogues to win it; I, therefore, as a proof of love, Esteem thy present far above The best things kept within it.
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