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Diego leaves the Table; sweares by his Skarffe;
The thing, they doubted thus, was a meere Dwarffe.
The fleetest Izeland-Shock, they then provide;
On which they mount him strait, and bid him ride:
He weepes a teare or two, for's Jewells lost;
And so, with heavy heart, to Bruxels post.
The thing, they doubted thus, was a meere Dwarffe.
The fleetest Izeland-Shock, they then provide;
On which they mount him strait, and bid him ride:
He weepes a teare or two, for's Jewells lost;
And so, with heavy heart, to Bruxels post.
Ieffereidos,
