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, let my folly appeare to you without my apology. You shall receave my confession, and 1 doe pennance in the same place wher I comitt the fault; which I hope will procure pitty for offering to write to you of you, and upon this occasion. But I want not encouragement of an unqueslion'd wit, who sayth,

Indeed, when I considerd what a loss our family was now at, for want of those heads which are towring in another region, and, I hope, effecting foryou what we doe but bleate of here, I could not but take it to heart; and though lost as ever in the understanding them, willing by imitation to express they lived in my memory, and will. Truth herselfe often told me I made verses with my heart, not my head; which, as she did not, I hope you will not disapprove, because, though ther is nothing of ornament in them, ther can be nothing of stratagem, to which she had ever a strange antipathy, as the same author better expresseth than I ever could, who so much more loved it: