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Section 373
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1Ric.
2What, not an Oath? Nay then the world go's hard
3When Clifford cannot spare his Friends an oath:
4I know by that he's dead, and by my Soule,
5If this right hand would buy two houres life,
6That I (in all despight) might rayle at him,
7This hand should chop it off: & with the issuing Blood
8Stifle the Villaine, whose vnstanched thirst