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Beatrice.
Not till God make men of some other met
tall then earth, would it not grieue a woman to be ouer‑
mastred with a peece of valiant dust? to make account of
her life to a clod of waiward marle? no vnckle, ile none:
Adams sonnes are my brethren, and truly I hold it a sinne
to match in my kinred.