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7 If She Forsake Me Philip Rosseter (A Booke of Ayres — 1601) Geese T must die, Shall T tell her so. Ae she for- sake me re - ply, No 20 no 90 0, as than saghe will she ae gat make sport there - And 3. [do my love ia lines commend, Bur alas in vain, ‘The costly gifts that I do send, 2. What heart can long such pains abide, Fie upon this love, I would adventure far and wide, Tf would remove, She returns again, Bat love will sll my steps pursue, ‘Thas sil is my despaie procar’d, Tiefanbe Ua wayn echow, And her malice more assur'd, “Tihs stil helpless hopes I prove “Then come Death and end my pan 2.79

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