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Section 355
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1Hub.
2His words do take possession of my bosome.
3Reade heere yong Arthur. How now foolish rheume?
4Turning dispitious torture out of doore?
5I must be breefe, least resolution drop
6Out at mine eyes, in tender womanish teares.
7Can you not reade it? Is it not faire writ?