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To Robbin Redbrest.

When I'me led out for dead, let thy last kindness be
With leaves and moss-work for to cover me:
And while the wood-nimphs my cold corps inter,
Sing thou my Dirge sweet warbling Chorister,
For Epitaph in foliage next write this,
Here, here the tomb of William Redley is.