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Alas that I haue done so great a wrong
Vnto the fairest Maiden of my Song,
Diuine Marina, who in Limos Caue
Lyes euer fearefull of a liuing graue,
And night and day vpon the hardned stones
Rests, if a rest can be amongst the mones
Of dying wretches; where each minute all
Stand still afraid to heare the Deaths-man call.