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AGAINST TIME.
SONNET.
Goe Traytour Time and authorize my wrong,My wrack, my wo, my wayting on bewray;
Looke on my heart, which by thy shifts so long
Thou Tyranniz'd with Treason to betray,
My hopes are fled, my thoughts are gone astray,
And senslesse I haue sorrow in such store
That paine it selfe, to whom I am a pray
Of me hath made a mart'red-man and more.
Goe, goe then Time, I hatefull thee implore,
To memorize my sad and matchlesse mone
Whilst thy decepts by Death I shall decore,
My losse of life shall make them known each one,
So I (poore I) I sing with Swan-like-song,
Goe Traytour Time and Authorize my wrong.
FINIS.
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