That muche is my bowe bent to shoote at these marks,
And kyll feare, when the sky falth we shall haue larks.
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That much is my bow bent to shoot at these marks, And kill fear, when the sky falls we shall have larks.
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Part I, chapter 4.John Heywood
Heywood, John
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