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Sonnet 12.
[But, if I sing great Henries fortitude]
But, if I sing great Henries fortitude;Shall I not then be blam'd for ouer-daring?
If ouer-slip it, then be taxt for fearing,
Of silent dread, and dumb ingratitude?
What e're befall, my youth-bold thoughts conclude
(Like Icarus) my nimble Muse to raise:
And if I fall in such a Sea of praise,
What rarer Mausole may my bones include?
A sacred rage of som sweet-furious flame,
Will-nill-I, rapts me boldly to rehearse
Great Henries Tropheis, and his glorious name.
Then roule thou Torrent of my tender verse:
Though his high Theam deserue a consort rather
Of all the Muses, and all musikes Father.
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