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Son. [li]
[So grieuous is my Paine, so painefull Life]
So grieuous is my Paine, so painefull Life,That oft I finde mee in the Armes of Death,
But (Breath halfe gone) that Tyrant called Death
Who others killes, restoreth mee to Life:
For while I thinke how Woe shall ende with Life,
And that I quiet Peace shall ioye by Death,
That Thought euen doth o'repowre the Paines of Death,
And call mee home againe to lothed Life:
Thus doth mine euill transcend both Life and Death,
While no Death is so bad as is my Life,
Nor no Life such which doth not ende by Death,
And Protean Changes turne my Death and Life:
O happie those who in their Birth finde Death,
Sith but to languish Heauen affordeth Life.
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