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Section 408
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1Tit.
2It was my Deare,
3And he that wounded her,
4Hath hurt me more, then had he kild me dead:
5For now I stand as one vpon a Rocke,
6Inuiron'd with a wildernesse of Sea.
7Who markes the waxing tide,
8Grow waue by waue,