Doubtlesse

To run into the ſnares, was ſet foꝛ him doubtleſſe

Ho doubtleſſe wanton lust / and fleſhy fowle deſire / Did make thee loath my friendly lure / and ſet thy hart on fire

doubtleſſe, many humble ſoules haue found, that it hath done them good.

doubtleſſe the neat-finger'd Artiſt will anſwer yes