Thrice shined September's Sunne, fyfe hundred years thrise spent,
And four times twenty were, since Christ to earth was sent,
When Isabel the wife of Copleston dear did dye;
The third day burried thence, now here in tombe doth lie;
To Henry Fortescue, thirde daughter by degree,
And Agnes eake her mother's name, of Saintmaure's blode was she
Uploaded by Tim on 27 April 2016
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