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Rh Heaven hath not taken all our happinee; For though your elder met ill fate, good heaven Hath thus preerv'd your yonger for your heire.
 * Kiu. Prepare thoe limbes for honourable buriall.

And noble Nephew all your ill is lot In your late new borne goodnee, which we'le reward, No torme of fate o fierce but time detroyes. And beates backe mierie with a peale of Joyes.

Finis.