Go all, 'tis I only that conclude all. You ladies may see that 1143Venus can make constancy fickleness, courage cowardice, modesty lightness, working things impossible in your sex and tempering 1144hardest hearts like softest wool. Yield, ladies, yield to love, ladies, which lurketh under your eyelids whilst 1145you sleep and playeth with your heartstrings whilst you wake; whose sweetness never breedeth satiety, labor weariness, 1146nor grief bitterness. Cupid was begotten in a mist, nursed in clouds, and sucking only upon conceits. 1147Confess him a conqueror, whom ye ought to regard, sith it is unpossible to resist; for this 1148is infallible, that love conquereth all things but itself, and ladies all hearts but their own.

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