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Some Foes, for thee, doe lie in wait,

Where thou suspectest no Deceit;

Yea, many a one, thy harme intends,

Whom thou dost hope will be thy Friends:

Be, therefore, heedfull, whom to trust;

What walke thou tak'st, and what thou dost;

For, by thine Emblem, thou shalt see,

That, warinesse, will needfull bee.

See, [Emb. XLIX.]