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Fayre cruell,
why are ye so fierce and cruell?
Is it because your
eyes haue powre to kill?
then know, that mercy is the
mighties iewell,
and greater glory thinke to saue
then spill.
But if it be your pleasure and proud
will,
To shew the powre of your imperious eyes:
then not on him that neuer thought you ill,
but bend
your force against your enemyes.
Let them feele
th'vtmost of your crueltyes,
and kill with looks as
Cockatrices doo:
but him that at your footstoole
humbled lies,
with mercifull regard, giue mercy too.
Such mercy shal you make admyred to be,
so shall you
liue by giuing life to me.
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