Though your strangeness

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1  Though your strangeness frets my heart,
Yet may not I complain:
You persuade me 'tis but art
That secret love must feign.
If another you affect,
T'is but a show t'avoid suspect.
Is this fair excusing?
O no, all is abusing.
2  Your wish'd sight if I desire,
Suspicions you pretend:
Causeless you yourself retire
while I in vain attend.
This a lover whets you say,
Still made more eager by delay.
Is this fair excusing?
O no, all is abusing.

 

3  When another holds your hand,
You swear I hold your heart:
When my rivals close do stand,
And I sit far apart.
I am nearer yet than they,
Hid in your bosom, as you say.
Is this fair excusing?
O no, all is abusing.
4  Would my rival then I were,
Some else your secret friend:
So much lesser should I fear,
And not so much attend.
They enjoy you ev'ry one
Yet I must seem your friend alone.
Is this fair excusing?
O no, all is abusing.

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