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CVIII. To True Souldiers.

Strength of my Countrey, whilst I bring to view
Such as are misse-call'd Captaines, and wrong you;
And your high names: I doe desire, that thence
Be nor put on you, nor you take offence.
I sweare by your true friend, my Muse, I love
Your great profession; which I once, did prove:

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And did not shame it with my actions, then,
No more, than I dare now doe, with my pen.
Hee that not trusts mee, having vow'd thus much,
But's angry for the Captaine, still: is such.