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Section 588
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1Pro.
2You doe looke (my son) in a mou'd sort,
3As if you were dismaid: be cheerefull Sir,
4Our Reuels now are ended: These our actors,
5(As I foretold you) were all Spirits, and
6Are melted into Ayre, into thin Ayre,
7And like the baselesse fabricke of this vision
8The Clowd‑capt Towres, the gorgeous Pallaces,