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Eleg. 4.
[First for thy losse, poore World-divided Ile]
First for thy losse, poore World-divided Ile,My eyes pay griefs drink-offering of teares:
And I set-by all other thoughts awhile,
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I saw how happy thou wert but of late
In thy sweet Henries hopes, yea, I saw too
How thou didst glory in thy blessed state:
Which thou indeed hadst cause enough to doe.
But when I saw thee place all thy delight
Vpon his worth; and then when thou didst place it,
(And thy joy almost mounted to her height)
His haplesse end so suddenly deface it;
Me thought I felt it go so neare my heart,
Mine ak'd too with a sympathizing smart.
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