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Section 217
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1Ros.
2Were it not better,
3Because that I am more then common tall,
4That I did suite me all points like a man,
5A gallant curtelax vpon my thigh,
6A bore‑speare in my hand, and in my heart
7Lye there what hidden womans feare there will,
8Weele haue a swashing and a marshall outside,