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Knowe Lupus this, lest she thee call churle gratelesse, and vnkinde.

Nor Guasco, nor Rudolfo left behinde, / Nor th'one nor th'other Guido, famous both, / Nor Eurard, nor Gernier must slip my mind, / To passe in gratelesse silence more then loth, / Whither do you louer

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