Two are we in name, though in substaunce but one,
First framed by arte then finisht with mone.
Before we are ready, for those that will buy,
Through greatnesse of torment, wee howle and wee cry.
Yet feele we no griefe, for all this anoy,
Great numbers by vs haue comfort and ioy.
Who when for their profits we haue done what wee may,
They then do reiect vs, and cast vs away.
(Humfrey Gifford)
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