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Paul.
I pray you doe not push me, Ile be gone.
Looke to your Babe (my Lord) 'tis yours: Ioue send
her
A better guiding Spirit. What needs these hands?
You that are thus so tender o’re his Follyes,
Will neuer doe him good, not one of you.
So, so: Farewell, we are gone.