|The Dutch Courtesan|
By John Marston
Enter young Freeville, disguised, to Beatrice.
O love, how strangely sweet
Are thy weak passions,
That love and joy should meet
In self-same fashions.
O, who can tell
The cause why this should move?
But only this:
No reason ask of love.
Elizabethan and Seventeenth-Century Lyrics.
Matthew W. Black, ed.
Philadelphia: J. B. Lippincott & Co., 1938. 252-3.
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