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Section 216
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2And turnes the Sun to shade: alas, alas,
3Witnesse my Sonne, now in the shade of death,
4Whose bright out‑shining beames, thy cloudy wrath
5Hath in eternall darknesse folded vp.
6Your ayery buildeth in our ayeries Nest:
7O God that seest it, do not suffer it,
8As it is wonne with blood, lost be it so.