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That petrark cannot be passed but notwithstanding that Lawra is far surpassed.
With petrarke to compare there may no wight,Nor yet attain vnto so high a stile,
But yet I wote full well where is a file:
To frame a learned man to praise aright:
Of stature meane of semely forme and shap,
Eche line of iust proporsion to her height:
Her colour freshe and mingled with such sleight:
As though the rose sate in the lilies lap.
In wit and tong to shew what may be sed,
To euery dede she ioynes a parfit grace,
If Lawra liude she would her clene deface.
For I dare say and lay my life to wed
That Momus could not if he downe discended,
Once iustly say lo this may be amended.
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