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Section 491
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1Pucell.
2Looke on thy Country, look on fertile France,
3And see the Cities and the Townes defac't,
4By wasting Ruine of the cruell Foe,
5As lookes the Mother on her lowly Babe,
6When Death doth close his tender‑dying Eyes.
7See, see the pining Maladie of France:
8Behold the Wounds, the most vnnaturall Wounds,