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[Death that by stealth did wound P. Henries heart]

Death that by stealth did wound P. Henries heart
Is now tane Captive, and doth act the part
Of one o'ercome, by being too too fierce,
And lies himselfe dead under Henries hearse:
He therefore now in heavenly tunes doth sing,
Hell, where's thy triumph? Death, where is thy sting?