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Lawes: A young maid's resolution,I prithee send me back my heart. Campian: Jack and Joan, Never weather beaten sail. Morley: Mistress mine well may you fare. Dowland: Flow my tears, Come again! sweet love doth now invite, Wilt thou unkind thus reave me?. Ford: Since first I saw your face. Bartlett: All my wits hath will enwrapped. Pilkington: Diaphenia like the daffdowndilly. Rosseter: Though far from joy