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Whose great preferment by my meanes, I thought
Some spurre, to pay the thankfulnes hee ought:
The trust hee ought mee, made mee trust him so,
That priuy hee was both to my weale and woe:
My hart’s one halfe, my chest of confidence,
My treasure’s trust,[1396] my ioy dwelt in his presence:
I lou’d[1397] him, Baldwine, as the apple of mine eye,
I lothde my life when Catesby would mee dye.
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