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Sonnet 39.
[May I not one day see in France againe]
May I not one day see in France againeSome new Martellus (full of stout actiuity)
To snatch the Scepter from the Saracen,
That holds the Holy Land in strait captiuitie?
May I not see the selfe-weale-wounding Launce
Of our braue Bloods (yerst one another goring)
Turn'd with more valour on the Musulmans,
A higher pitch of happy prowesse soaring?
But who (deare Fraunce) of all thy men-at-armes
Shall so farre hence renue their ancient Laurels:
Sith here they plot thine and their proper harmes?
I rather feare, that (through their fatall quarrels)
That hate-Christ Tyrant will in time become
The Lord and Soueraigne of all Christendome.
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