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[XXIII. When I obserue.]

To Mr. Thomas Warwicke.
When I obserue those beauties wonderments

When I obserue those beauties wonderments, mine eyes how doe you burne? But when those eares so deafe, at my laments, mine eyes, how doe you mourne? Loue this helpe deuise, or open her deafe eares, or close mine eyes