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SONNET III.
[He when continuall vigill mou'd my watche]
He when continuall vigill mou'd my watche,Some-deale by chance, with carefull guarde to slumber:
The prisons keyes, from them did slowly snatche,
Which of the fiue, were onely three by nomber:
The first was Sight, by which he searcht the wardes,
The next was Hearing, quickly to perceiue:
Least that the watch-men heard, which were his guardes:
Third, Touch, which Vulcanes cunning could deceiue.
These tho the Springes, Wardes, Boultes, or Gimbols were
The Miracles of Vulcanes forgery:
Laide open all for his escape: now there,
The watch-men grin'd for his impiety,
What crosses bred this contrariety:
That by these keyes, my thoughtes in chaines be left,
And by these keyes, I of myne hart bereft.
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