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The Conclusion.
The Fryer that his braines did breake,To make a brazen head to speake,
And spent his study seauen yeere,
Ere that perfection would appeare;
Then fell asleepe when he should watch,
Trusting his man a foolish patch,
That to it gaue no heed at all,
But heard the voice and would not call:
What was the gaine he got at last?
Three words, Time is, Time was, Times past,
And those for this time I haue tooke
To end my melancholy booke:
Especially, last of the three,
Which is Tim's past: farewell to thee:
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