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A Conceite.
ffowle pried it self breeds envy longAnd is A poyson fresh and strong
And by experience it is knowne
To be as marrow in the bone
And those that grow of sundry seeds
At last do proue but stinking weeds
And if pure wheat be sowde in tares
The wheat Assuredly it mars.
finis
John Salusbury.
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