Miscelanea Meditations. Memoratiues. By Elizabeth Grymeston |
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CHAP. III.
A Patheticall speech of the person of Diues in the torments of hell.
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[A deadly gulfe where nought but rubbish growes]
A deadly gulfe where nought but rubbish growes,Which vp in th' aire such stinking vapour throwes,
That ouer there may flie no bird but dies,
Chok't with the pestilent sauours that arise.
CHAP. III.
A Patheticall speech of the person of Diues in the torments of hell.
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