| To Attaine a Quiet Life |
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| God and Conscience Tels Truely What We Are; and Are Not as We Seeme |
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| Against Faustine |
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| To the Right Noble and My Much Honored Lady, the Lady Frances Egerton |
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| A Dumpe, or Swans-Song |
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| Abuse Is Familiar with Humane Flesh and Bloud |
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| To Mine Approved Deere Friend Mr Peregrine Browne |
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| To the Most Noble and All-Worthily-Commended Lady, the Lady Wroth |
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| To the Good, the Worst Fals out for the Best |
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| In Rainy-Gloomy Weather |
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