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“On Dr Lambe”

If heav’n rejoyce, when men leave off to sinne;

If hell rejoyce, when it a soule doth winne;

If earth rejoice, when it doth loose a knave;

Then all rejoyce, now thou art in thy grave.

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Source. BL Add. MS 44963, fol. 38r

Other known sources. BL MS Sloane 1489, fol. 10v; Folger MS E.a.6, fol. 3r; Folger MS V.a.160, p. 63; Folger MS V.a.180, fol. 79r; Folger MS V.a.275, p. 177; Folger MS V.a.319, fol. 4v

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