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Epigr. 6. In Candidum.
When my friend Candidus was in distresse,Me thought I ioyed true felicitie.
To loue his woe it was my happinesse.
And to feele halfe of my friends misery.
But when his fortune turnd about her wheele.
And melancholy good did ourtake him,
I was no fitt companion for his weale.
From thence began my woe and my forsaking.
For now he keepes the good as cruellie.
As franke of late he spent the euill on me.
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