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Sayd he, If my death it doth draw nie,
God forgiue me all I haue done amisse!
Where is that lady I haue loued soe longe?
Before my death to giue me a kisse.
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‘Away, thou traitor!’ the lady said,
‘Auoyd out of my company!
For thy vild treason thou hast wrought,
Thou had need to cry to God for mercye.’