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EPIGRAM. 69.
[A Woman ouer-cloyd with great distresse]
A Woman ouer-cloyd with great distresse,
Came to me and bewail'd her wretchednesse.
Yet if I may coniecture by my sight,
Surely she was not such a wretched wight.
Full fac't, plum cheekt, her sides three inches thicke:
So clog'd with fat, that a snaile mou'd more quicke.
If likely then said I, that you should be
Subiect to such a deale of miserie,
And keepe your flesh so well; then straight she cries:
And after teares gaue leaue, thus she replies:
Grosse am I growne for want of due reliefe;
And, out alas, I am puft vp with griefe,
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