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Section 237
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1Shy.
2I am bid forth to supper Iessica,
3There are my Keyes: but wherefore should I go?
4I am not bid for loue, they flatter me,
5But yet Ile goe in hate, to feede vpon
6The prodigall Christian. Iessica my girle,
7Looke to my house, I am right loath to goe,
8There is some ill a bruing towards my rest,