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Section 171
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1Her.
2There’s some ill Planet raignes:
3I must be patient, till the Heauens looke
4With an aspect more fauorable. Good my Lords,
5I am not prone to weeping (as our Sex
6Commonly are) the want of which vaine dew
7Perchance shall dry your pitties: but I haue
8That honorable Griefe lodg’d here, which burnes