The pilgrime and heremite In forme of a Dialogue, By Master Alexander Craig |
Her Answere, to the Heremite.
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The pilgrime and heremite | ||
Her Answere, to the Heremite.
Thy loving Lines I rashlie did receiue,Wherein thy Trueth, thy State, thy Wracke, I see:
But at mine handes no succour shalt thou haue:
Though Friende to mee, I shall bee Foe to thee.
And since thy death doeth on my doome depende,
Liue loath'd, or die disgrac'd, and so I ende.
Thus shee shortly concludes.
The pilgrime and heremite | ||