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SONNET. IIII.
[My forlorne muse that neuer trode the path]
My forlorne muse that neuer trode the pathThat leades to top of hie Pierion mount,
Nor neuer washt within the liuesome bath
Of learnings spring, bright Aganippe fount:
Mine artles pen that neuer yet was dipt
In sacred nectar of sweet Castalie,
My louesicke heart that euer hath I clipt,
Emaricdulfe the Queene of chastitie:
Shall now learne skill my Ladies fame to raise,
Shall now take paines her vertues to record,
And honor her with more immortall praise,
Then euer heretofore they could affoord:
Both heart, and pen, and muse shall thinke it dutie,
With sighe swolne words to blaze her heauēly beutie.
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