Yet God, that suffreth[1588] silence to beguile
Such gilts, wherewith both earth and ayre ye file,
At last discryes them to your fowle deface,
You see th’examples[1589] set before your face.
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And deeply graue within your stony harts,
The drery dewle that mighty Macedo,
With teares vnfoulded, wrapt in deadly smarts,
When hee the death of Clitus sorrowed so,
Whom erst hee murdred[1590] with the deadly blowe