| To the Right Noble and Most Gracefull Lady, Alice, Countesse of Derby, My Good Lady and Mistresse |
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| The Foole Hath Said in His Heart, There Is No God |
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| That We Are Naturally Bent to Ill, but Supernaturally to Goodnesse |
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| Upon Master Iohn Davies, Beginning his Discoverie of the Little World |
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| To the Right Worshipfull and Venerable Prelate, Doctor Tompson Deane of Windsor |
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| Search all the Sonnets set Love wealth to wynne |
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| Upon Apparitions in the Night |
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| To the Most Gracious Prince the Duke of Lennox, &c. |
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| Another |
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| Wisdome, and Vertue cannot |
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