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Section 391
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1Her.
2Neuer so wearie, neuer so in woe,
3Bedabbled with the dew, and torne with briars,
4I can no further crawle, no further goe;
5My legs can keepe no pace with my desires.
6Here will I rest me till the breake of day,
7Heauens shield Lysander, if they meane a fray.