And try’d which way to turne, and mount, and lyght I should.[435]
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But er the perfect scill I learned had,
(And yet mee thought I could doe passing well)
My subiects’ hearts with pleasaunt toyes to glad,
From Temple’s top, where did Apollo dwell,
I 'sayd to flye, but on the Church I fell,
And broysed all to peeces lost[436] my life withall.
This was my race, mine exercise and fatall fall.[437]
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