O Father God ! who by thy word didst make
The azurd vault and all the host of heauen,
The hils, vales, plaines, fresh streams, and brinie lake,
And vnto each inhabitants hast giuen :
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Sweet Philomela's
long concealed woe,
From darke obliuion now I bring to light;
That (though it helpe her not) the world may know,
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