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Epigr. 21. In Gillonem.
You which haue sorrows hiddē bottom sounded,And felt the ground of teares and bitter moane
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And iudge of his deepe feeling by your owne.
His toothlesse wife then she was left for dead.
When graue and all was made, recouered.
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