Great is the worth of thy triumphing Fame,
With Faith, Hope, Loue, in thy sweet soule inshrind,
A endlesse world shall eternise thy name,
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Each hath his time whom Fortune will aduance,
Whose fickle wheel runs restless round about;
Some flattering lye oft changeth others' chance,
Dangers deceipt in guiltie harts breeds doubt.
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