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Farewell, dear love, since thou wilt needs be gone;

Mine eyes do show my life is almost gone.

Nay! I will never die so long as I can spy.

There be many more Though that she do go,

There be many more I fear not,

Why, then, let her go: I care not!

Farewell, farewell! since this I find is true;

I will not spend more time in wooing you,

But I will seek elsewhere If I may find her there.

Shall I bid her go? What and if I do?

Shall I bid her go, and spare not?

O, no, no, no, no, no, I dare not.