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Another by I. W.

A noise did rise like thunder in my hearing,
When in the East J saw darke clowdes appearing:
Where furies sat in Sable mantles couched,
Haughty disdaine with cruel enuy matching,
Olde Momus and young Zoylus all watching,
How to disgrace what Morley hath auouched,
But loe the day star with his bright beames shining,
Sent forth his aide to musicks arte refining,
Which gaue such light for him whose eyes long houered,
To find a part where more lay vndiscouered,
That all his workes with ayre so sweete perfumed,
Shall liue with fame when foes shal be consumed.