There are not ships in Venice nigh so many,
Oysters at Bruges, nor hares in all Champagne,
Bears in Savoy; nor calves in Brittany,
Nor on the Thames so many a white swan:
So many Loves the Church doth not maintain:
Nor vie so many folks in Germany,
Nor honours hath a gentleman of Spain,
Nor falsities are found in King’s Court any;
So many monsters dwell not in Afric,
Nor sentiments within a republic,
Nor amnesties in Rome at feasts bestowed:
So many rascals ply not law and physic,
So many dure not conflicts theologic,
As there are fancies in my Lady’s head
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