Too silly shepherd, and unworthy too, That durst presume that fair fruit to attempt, But since entire affection made me woo, O judge me not of modesty exempt, For though I did aspire so high a task, Yet best it is, and best to be commended; I eas'ly can maintain't, no help I ask, Let love and honour join, dispute is ended; I'll mount the highest steps that honour calls, He falls no lower than the ground that falls.
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