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218 And what wee nowe doe mone

he plaide olde men soe duelie,

The destinies thought him to be one,

he faind soe truelie,

And in that error they consented,

to his death,

But vewinge him since they haue repented

and haue sought to giue newe birth

in charmes to steepe him:

But beinge soe much to good for earth,

heauen vowes to keepe him.