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SONNET. 1.

[First Ioue, as greatest God aboue the rest]

First Ioue, as greatest God aboue the rest,
Graunt thou to me a pairt of my desyre:
That when in verse of thee I wryte my best,
This onely thing I earnestly requyre,
That thou my veine Poetique so inspyre,
As they may suirlie think, all that it reid,
When I descryue thy might and thundring fyre,
That they do see thy self in verie deid
From heauen thy greatest Thunders for to leid,
And syne vpon the Gyants heads to fall:
Or cumming to thy Semele with speid
In Thunders least, at her request and call:
Or throwing Phæthon downe from heauen to eard,
With threatning thunders, making monstrous reard.