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Section 430
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1Prin.
2Swearest thou, vngracious Boy? Henceforth
3ne're looke on me: thou art violently carryed away from
4Grace: there is a Deuill haunts thee, in the likenesse of a
5fat old Man; a Tunne of Man is thy Companion: Why
6do'st thou conuerse with that Trunke of Humors, that
7Boulting‑Hutch of Beastlinesse, that swolne Parcell of
8Dropsies, that huge Bombard of Sacke, that stuft Cloake