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 Of my mot honour'd Lady your deare iter. Amaz dAmaz'd [sic] I tood, harrow'd with griefe and feare, And ô poore haplee nightingale thought I How weet thou ing't, how neere the deadly nare! Then downe the lawns I ran with headlong hat Through paths, and turnings often trod by day Till guided by mine eare I found the place Where that dam ddam'd [sic] wiard hid in lie diguie (For o by certain igns I knew) had met Alreadie, ere my bet peed could prævent The aidlee innocent Ladie his wih't prey, Who gently ask't if he had eene uch two Suppoing him ome neighbour villager; Longer I durt not tay, but oone I gues't Yee were the two he mean't, with that I prung Into wift flight till I had found you here, But farther know I not.2 Bro. O night and hades How are yee joyn'd with hell in triple knot Againt th'unarmed weaknee of one virgin Alone, and helplee! is this the confidence You gave me brother?''Eld. bro.'' Yes, and keep it till, Leane on it afely, not a period Shall be unaid for me, againt the threats Of malice or of orcerie, or that power Which erring men call Chance, this I hold firme, Vertue may be aail'd, but never hurt, Surpriz'd by unjut force, but not enthrall'd, Yea even that which michiefe meant mot harme, Shall in the happie triall prove mot glorie. But evill on it elfe hall backe recoyle And mixe no more with goodnee, when at lat Gather'd like cum, and etl'd to it elfe It