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Vpon the sayd lord Mautrauers death.
Mee thought, of late when lord Mautrauers dyed,Our common weal, thus, by her self shee cryed:
Oft haue I wept for mine, so layd a sleep,
Yet neuer had I iuster cause to weep.
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