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THE LAMENTING LADY |
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Egard my griefe kinde Ladies all, my heart now bleeding dyes, And shewers of siluer pearled teares
falls from my weeping eyes: I once was louely, faire, and young,
by nature sweet and kinde, And had those ioyes that might content a gallant Ladies minde. |
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