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Epigr. 29. Ad Lectorem.

Reader but halfe my labour is expirde,
And Poet, matter, witt and all are tyrde.
Thrise fiftie labours haue worne out my veyne,
An hundred meanings and an halfe remayne,

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Heere would I rest were my first worke to doe,
VVere the last at an end, heere would I to.