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THE FIRST BOOKE.
Insatiat Cron.
Satyre 1.
Cur eget indignus quisquam, te diuite.
Time was, when down declining toothlesse age,
Was of a holy and diuine presage:
Diuining prudent aud foretelling truth,
In sacred points, instructing wandring youth.
But oh detraction of our latter daies,
How much from veritie this age estraies!
