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Againe, of myselfe and my maid, call'd Grace.

E PIG . 278.

I AM a sinner, yet I gouerne Grace,
But did shee gouerne mee, I should not sinne:
Shee is my maide, then dare not her embrace,
Lest sinne I should, and (so) lose Grace therein;
 For Grace is gracious, and her Master is
 Gratious and graceless; God, that, I am this.
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