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Section 472
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1Nor.
2My Lord, we haue
3Stood heere obseruing him. Some strange Commotion
4Is in his braine: He bites his lip, and starts,
5Stops on a sodaine, lookes vpon the ground,
6Then layes his finger on his Temple: straight
7Springs out into fast gate, then stops againe,
8Strikes his brest hard, and anon, he casts