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If in opinion of judiciall wit,
Primaleons sweet Invention well deserve:
Then he (no lesse) which hath translated it,
Which doth his sense, his forme, his phrase observe.

And in true method of his home-borne stile,
(Following the fashion of a French conceate)
Hath brought him heere into this famous Ile,
Where but a Stranger now hath made his seate.
He lives a Prince, and comming in this sort,
Shall to his Countrey of your fame report.
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