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Section 359
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1Tri.
2Here's neither bush, nor shrub to beare off any
3weather at all:
4and another Storme brewing, I heare it
5sing ith' winde: yond
6same blacke cloud, yond huge
7one, lookes like a foule bumbard
8that would shed his