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When these, and such, their voices have employed;
What place is for my testimony void?
Or, to so many, and so broad seals had,
What can one witness, and a weak one, add
To such a work, as could not need theirs? Yet
If praises, when they are full, heaping admit,
My suffrage brings thee all increase, to crown
Thy Richard, raised in song, past pulling down.
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