1 The general of our horse thou art; and we,2 Great in our hope, lay our best love and credence3 Upon thy promising fortune.
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4 Sir, it is5 A charge too heavy for my strength, but yet6 We'll strive to bear it for your worthy sake7 To the extreme edge of hazard.
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8 Then go thou forth;9 And fortune play upon thy prosperous helm,10 As thy auspicious mistress!
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11 This very day,12 Great Mars, I put myself into thy file:13 Make me but like my thoughts, and I shall prove14 A lover of thy drum, hater of love.
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