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CHAP. XII.

A Madrigall made by Berny Grymeston vpon the conceit of his mothers play to the former ditties.

How many pipes, as many sounds
Do still impart to your sonnes hart
As many deadly wounds.
How many strokes, as many stounds,
Ech stroke a dart, ech stound a smart,
Poore Captiue me confounds.
And yet how oft the strokes of sounding keyes hath slaine,
As oft the looks of your kind eies restores my life againe.