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It is not that I love you lesse (The self Banished)
O now the certain cause I know (To a Lady weeping)
Lately on yonder swelling Bush
Inquel gelato core (Tavola)
He that loves a rosie cheek (Disdaine returned)
If my Mistress fix her eye (The Captive Lover)
While I listen to thy voyce (To a Lady singing)

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