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Nor I, my spirits are nimble:
They fell together all, as by consent
They dropt, as by a Thunder‑stroke: what might
Worthy Sebastian? O, what might? no more:
And yet, me thinkes I see it in thy face,
What thou should'st be: th'occasion speaks thee, and
My strong imagination see's a Crowne
Dropping vpon thy head.