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THE CRIES OF THE DEAD
19 (Oh Price,) deare is the price
for this blood thou must pay, Life for life, bloud for bloud,
on thy domes dying day, Pray thou for mercy there,
to saue thy sinfull soule, For me thinks I doe heare,
thy pasing Bell doth toule.
Printed at London for T.L. |
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