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Section 39
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1Mor.
2I am sorry, I should force you to beleeue
3That, which I would to heauen, I had not seene.
4But these mine eyes, saw him in bloody state,
5Rendering faint quittance (wearied, and out‑breath'd).
6To Henrie Monmouth, whose swift wrath beate downe
7The neuer‑daunted Percie to the earth,
8From whence (with life) he never more sprung up.