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The Argument.
Ag]ain me thought I plainly heard[ho]w Helen did bemone:
Her li]fe and death whose beauty was
inferior vnto none
To m]ee shee breefly made discourse
how Greeks huge Troy did sack:
The Troyans slew and shee her self
therof did feel the wrack.
Whose woful motions when I scand,
it greeued mee to see:
So braue a Dame in Natures gifts
of Vertue void to bee.
And as the Flower whose beautie is,
dride vp with scorching heat
Mee thought the glorie of her gifts,
fel down from Honors seat.
FINIS.
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