The Winters Tale

Section 66

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Section 66

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1Pol.
2If at home (Sir)
3He’s all my Exercise, my Mirth, my Matter;
4Now my sworne Friend, and then mine Enemy;
5My Parasite, my Souldier: States‑man; all:
6He makes a Iulyes day, short as December,
7And with his varying child‑nesse, cures in me
8Thoughts, that would thick my blood.