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Epig. 6 In Hypocritam fabrum.

I told thee Sutor Faber was a starre,
And that he shined bright aboue compare:
But since he went into the Spanish warre,
A rapier for a Bible he doth weare:
The Spanish Cut graceth his holy face,
His friend he crosses with a conge or cringe,
His wifes gowne's laid thicke with veluet lace,
Her petticorte is furr'd with costly fringe:
So falne he is, but Stars vse not to fall,
He was a Comet, and deceiu'd vs all.