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Epig. 3 Ad D. Mounteagle.

Mounteagle, which art now thy cuntries pride,
Vnto thy worth would I could tune my verse,
Then Wit and Art, and all I would prouide,
To be thy Poet, and thy praise rehearse:
But with my Art I cannot equall thee,
Then thou thy self must needes commend for me.