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Of Maurus his Orpheus-like melody.

Epi. 33.

Maurus , last morne, at's Mistris window plaid
An Hunts-vp on his Lute: But she (it's said)
Threw Stones at him: So, he, like Orpheus, there,
Made Stones come flying, his sweet notes to heare.