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Section 856
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1King.
2Thus farre our fortune keepes an vpward course,
3And we are grac'd with wreaths of Victorie:
4But in the midst of this bright‑shining Day;
5I spy a black suspicious threatning Cloud,
6That will encounter with our glorious Sunne,
7Ere he attaine his easefull Westerne Bed:
8I meane, my Lords, those powers that the Queene