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Epig. 13. To Mr. E. C. the Lawyer.

Thou hast a voice so sharpe, so shrill, and peircing,
When thou art, Littleton, or Cooke rehearsing,
That though thy beard bespeake thee man, thy tongue
Proclaimes thee woman, or that thou had'st wrong
Beneath the navell, I conclude that Fate,
Shap'd thee both to conceive, and generate.