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Kings.

Since Saint Iohn Baptist lost his holy head
For telling Herod of his cursèd crime,
No one with kings will find fault in his steede
But all doe seeke to sooth the kings and time
So they that haue authorite, may sinne
As if they sinnèd by authority:
Then kings' high wales haue lowest falls therein,
If to their stepps them selues haue not an eye:
 Therefore O kings (whose wales are smoth'd of all)
 Looke to your selues if you will neuer fall.
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