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Section 304
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1Const.
2Dieu de Battailes, where haue they this mettell?
3Is not their Clymate foggy, raw, and dull?
4On whom, as in despight, the Sunne lookes pale,
5Killing their Fruit with frownes. Can sodden Water,
6A Drench for sur-reyn'd Iades, their Barly broth,
7Decoct their cold blood to such valiant heat?
8And shall our quick blood, spirited with Wine,