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To My Inconstant Mistress

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When thou, poor excommunicate     From all the joys of love, shalt see     The full reward and glorious fate     Which my strong faith shall purchase me,     Then curse thine own inconstancy.     A fairer hand than thine shall cure     That heart, which thy false oaths did wound;     And to my soul, a soul more pure     Than thine shall by Love's hand be bound,     And both with equal glory crown'd.     Then shalt thou weep, entreat, complain     To Love, as I did once to thee;     When all thy tears shall be as vain     As mine were then, for thou shalt be     Damn'd for thy false apostasy.

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