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XIII. Sing the riches of his skill
Sing the riches of his skillSing the riches of his skill; Long by studious toyle prouided, Wit that neuer guideth ill, Will that neuer ill is guided, Iudgemēt that can best discerne, Memory that needs not learne, Courage where such thoughts assemble, Iustly may his haters tremble.
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