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Section 1213
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1King.
2The Sun will not be seene to day,
3The sky doth frowne, and lowre vpon our Army.
4I would these dewy teares were from the ground.
5Not shine to day? Why, what is that to me
6More then to Richmond? For the selfe‑same Heauen
7That frownes on me, lookes sadly vpon him.