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Great Lord, from whom each Tree receaves,
Then pays againe as rent, his leaves.

— John Hall Poems (1646)

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See see the Sunne
Does slowly to his azure Lodging run,
Come sit but here
And presently hee’l quit our Hemisphere,
So still among
Lovers, time is too short or else too long.

Poems (1646)

Romira, stay,
And run not thus like a young Roe away,
No enemie
Pursues thee (foolish girle) tis onely I;
I’le keep off harms,
If thou’l be pleas’d to garrison mine arms.

Poems (1646)

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