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Epig. IIII. Ad Lectorem fæm.

The Furies, by your fingers daintie touch,
Doe know your gentle sex, and maruell much
You'le come in danger of their ierking rimes,
Perhaps they thought to passe your pettie crimes,
In hope your faire would bring forth no foule deed;
Yet in faire fruit, since wormes doe soonest breed,
They bid that you your selues with patience arme,
A little whipping will doe you no harme.