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Sonnet 26.
[O Paris, knowe thy selfe, and knowe thy Master]
O Paris, knowe thy selfe, and knowe thy Master,
As well thy heav'nly as thine earthly guider:
And be not like a Horse, who (proud of pasture)
Breakes Bit, and Reanes, and casts his cunning Rider.
Who nill be Subiects, shall be slaues in fine:
Who Kings refuse, shall haue a Tyrant Lord:
Who are not moov'd with the milde rods diuine,
Shall feele the fury of Heav'ns venging Sword.
Thy greatnes stands on theirs that weare the Crowne,
Whereof, th'hast had now seuentie (sauing seuen).
Thinke one sufficient soone to pull thee downe:
Kings greatnes stands on the great King of Heav'n.
Knowing these two, then Paris knowe thy selfe,
By Warres afflictions, and by Peaces wealth.
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