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The doubtfull Damzell dare not yet commit Her single person to their barbarous truth;° But still twixt feare and hope amazd does sit, Late learnd° what harme to hasty trust ensu'th: They in compassion of her tender youth, And wonder of her beautie soveraine, Are wonne with pitty and unwonted ruth, And all prostrate upon the lowly plaine, Do kisse her feete, and fawne on her with count'nance faine.