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Neither buskin now, nor bayes
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Shewes and nightly revels, signes of joy and peace
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Triumph now with Joy and mirth
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Time, that leads the fatall round
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Epigram, An
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To the Right Noble and Vertuous Theophilus Howard, Lorde of Walden, Sonne and Heire to the Right Honorable the Earle of Suffolke
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To the Right Vertuous, and Honorable, the Lord and Lady Hayes
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Epigramma
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The Stars Dance
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O never to be moved
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