{octave}
Farewell Love and all thy laws for ever, a
Thy baited hooks shall tangle me no more; b
Senec and Plato call me from thy lore b
To perfect wealth my wit for to endeavour. a
In blind error when I did persever, a
Thy sharp repulse, that pricketh aye so sore, b
Hath taught me to set in trifles no store b
And scape forth, since liberty is lever. a
{turn; sestet}
Therefore farewell; go trouble younger hearts c
And in me claim no more authority; d
With idle youth go use thy property d
And thereon spend thy many brittle darts. c
{and a concluding couplet}
For hitherto though I have lost all my time, e
Me lusteth no lenger rotten boughs to climb. e
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