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A PENITENT SONNET, written by the Lord Fitz-Gerald[29] (a great gamester) a little before his death, which was in the year 1580.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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A PENITENT SONNET,
written by the Lord Fitz-Gerald[29] (a great gamester) a little before his death, which was in the year 1580.

[29] This Lord Fitzgerald was eldest son to the Earl of Kildare, and died at the age of twenty-one.


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`By loss in play, men oft forget
The duty they do owe
To Him that did bestow the same,
And thousand millions moe.
`I loath to hear them swear and stare,
When they the Main have lost,
Forgetting all the Byes that wear
With God and Holy Ghost.
`By wounds and nails they think to win,
But truly 'tis not so;
For all their frets and fumes in sin
They moneyless must go.
`There is no wight that used it more
Than he that wrote this verse,
Who cries Peccavi now, therefore;
His oaths his heart do pierce.
`Therefore example take by me,
That curse the luckless time
That ever dice mine eyes did see,
Which bred in me this crime.
`Pardon me for that is past,
I will offend no more,
In this most vile and sinful cast,
Which I will still abhor.'[30]

[30] Harl. Miscel.