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Section 530
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1Suf.
2You bad me ban, and will you bid me leaue?
3Now by the ground that I am banish'd from,
4Well could I curse away a Winters night,
5Though standing naked on a Mountaine top,
6Where byting cold would neuer let grasse grow,
7And thinke it but a minute spent in sport.