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1Mene.
2So did he mee: and he no more remembers his
3Mother now, then an eight yeare
4old horse. The tartnesse
5of his face, sowres ripe Grapes. When he walks, he
6moues
7like an Engine, and the ground shrinkes before his Trea
8ding.