Lo, here the same that was in memórie

Of Isaie, so longe or she was born;

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Lo, here of David the delicious corn;

Lo, here the ground that list [him] to onbelde,

Becoming man, our raunsom for to yelde!

O glorious vyole, O vytre inviolat!

O fyry Tytan, persing with thy bemes,

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Whos vertuous brightnes was in thy brest vibrat,