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2. SONET.
[Anacreon two dayes two nights did watch]
Anacreon two dayes two nights did watch,Till he return'd Policrates againe;
These Talents two which hee receiud, fond wratch,
To wake for wealth, and pinch him selfe with paine.
But contrare wayes, I saikes soull am slaine:
I wake for want, and not for wealth allace:
My voyce is hoatse with cryes; dry is my braine,
Yet get I not the smallest graine of grace.
A Cythared though poore, did sweetly sing,
Caus Dionise did promise him reward.
And thus to thee I wreat most gratious King
In hope thy Grace will once my greiffs regard:
And by my Pen thy prayses shall be spred,
From rysing Sunn to his Hesperean bed.
Non omnis moriar.
CRAIGE.
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