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Behowlde the craftie foxe,
Uppon Danubius plaies,
What time throwgh froste, both man, and beaste,
Thereon did make their waies.
At lengthe, with PHOEBUS beames,
The froste began to flake:
So that the yce with swelling streame,
To sundrie peeces brake.
Where, on a peece the foxe,
Doth to his tackling stande:
And in the sighte of Regenspurge,
Came driving by the Lande.
At which, the townesmen laugh'de,
And saied, this foxe, on Ice:
Doth shewe, no subtill crafte will serve,
When Chaunce doth throwe the dice.