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Sonnet. 7.
[I am not (my cruell warrier) the Thebain]
I am
not (my cruell warrier) the Thebain,
That my infancie, should be strangled with Serpents:
Nor neither did my nurse giue thee any torments:
Nor I suckt neither Vropæ, nor Elthâin.
I came not (my warrier) of the blood Lidain:
Nor neyther am I of the race, of Ixiôn:
Nor Ioue, neither bare my mother, affection:
Nor I am no infant Egier, nor Danain.
Nor I am neither the nephew of Atlas,
That made the earth dronke, with the blood of Arguss:
But yet I know wherefore I haue all my wounds.
I am none of these which I haue sayd (Diân)
But I am that verie miserable man,
Who for regarding thee, was eaten of Houndes.
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