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Epig. 1. De se.
Nor do I feare the Satyres venim'd bite,
Nor choplogs teeth, ne Railors vile reproch,
Nor male-contented Enuies poysned spight,
Ioues thunderbolt, nor Momus long sharp broch.
Nor that I haue in high Parnassus slept,
Or pledg'd Apollo Cups of Massicke wine:
Or by the fount of Helicon haue kept,
That none dare carp these Epigrammes of mine;
But that I thinke I shall be carpt of none,
For who'le wrest water from a stintie stone.
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