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In sterres many a wynter therbiforn |
| Was writen the deeth of Ector, Achilles, |
| Of Pompei, Julius, er they were born, |
200 | The strif of Thebes, and of Ercules, |
| Of Sampson, Turnus, and of Socrates |
| The deeth, but mennes wittes ben so dulle |
| That no wight kan wel rede it atte fulle. |
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| In stars, full many a winter over-worn, |
| Was written the death of Hector, Achilles, |
| Of Pompey, Julius, long before they were born; |
200 | The strife at Thebes; and of great Hercules, |
| Of Samson, of Turnus, of Socrates, |
| The death to each; but men's wits are so dull |
| There is no man may read this to the full. |
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