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Strophe. 3.
But what shall I beginne to touch:
O Muses what haue I begunne,
But speake wantons, what haue I donne:
Take it of the charge is too much.
No, no, if I would there were made,
I could take an entyre Iliade,
Of onelie his noble antiquitie.
But his vertues would blushe with shame:
If I should not by his owne name,
Giue him a laude to our posteritie.
But if I will thus like Pindar,
In many discourses Egar,
Before I wyll come to my point:
Or, or touch his infinitie
Of vertues, in this Poiesie,
Our song wyll neuer be conioint.
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