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To Pamphilus. frendship.

If thou doe bid me range abrode,
by lande, or els by seas:

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To pleasure thee, I will be preste:
I nill regarde myne ease.
No monstrous beast with grashyng chaps,
in desert that doeth bide,
Shall me deter: nor rumblyng waues,
of Occian sea so wide.
Ice, scorchyng heate of Sommer hotte:
stormes, that so fearce are thought:
Rockes, ratlyng haile, raine, all will I
contemne and set at nought.
Perchaunce thou deemst I speake and prate,
to to outragiouslie:
Tushe Pamphil, what a frende can doe,
no tongue can speake perdie.