Gainst dinte of death there is no ease by arte.[219]
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Thus raign’d that worthy King, that founde this land,
My father Brutus, of the Troian bloud,
And thus hee died when hee full well had man’d
This noble Realme with Britans fearce and good.
And so a while in stable state it stood,
Till wee deuided had this Realme in three,
And I to soone receiu’d my part to mee.
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