Lucrece (Quarto, 1594)
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THE RAPE OF LVCRECE.
¶Her maide is gone, and shee prepares to write,
¶First houering ore the paper with her quill:
¶Conceipt and griefe an eager combat fight,
1300This is too curious good, this blunt and ill,
¶Of that vnworthie wife that greeteth thee,
¶_My woes are tedious, though my words are briefe.
1310Here folds shee vp the tenure of her woe,
¶Her certaine sorrow writ vncertainely,
¶Her griefe, but not her griefes true quality,
¶Shee dares not thereof make discouery,
