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[Conglomerating Aiax, in a fogge]
Conglomerating
Aiax, in a fogge
Constulted with Ixion for a tripe,
At which Gargantua tooke an Irish bogge,
And with the same gaue Sisiphus a stripe,
That all the bumbast Forrests 'gan to swell,
With Triple treble trouble and with ioy,
That Lucifer kept holiday in hell,
'Cause Cupid would no more be cald a boy.
Delucitating Flora's painted hide,
Redeemes Arion from the hungry Wolfe,
And with conglutinating haughty pride,
Threw Pander in the damb'd Venetian gulfe,
The Mediterrane mountaines laught and smil'd,
And Libra wandred in the woods so wild.
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