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As Anne longe barren, Mother dyd become
of hym, who last was Iudge in Israell:
Thou last of prophetts borne lyke Samuell
dydd'st from a wombe past hope of issue come.
Hys mother sylent spake: thy father dombe
recoveryng speache, goddes wonder dyd foretell:
he after death a prophett was in hell:
and thou vnborne within thy mothers wombe:
He dyd annoynte the kynge, whom God dyd take
from charge of sheepe, to rule his chosen land:
But that highe kynge who heaven & earth did make
Receav'd a holyer lyquour from thy hand,
When God his flocke in humayne shape did feede,
as Israells kynge kept his in sheepehirdes weede.
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