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Mene.
So did he mee: and he no more remembers his
Mother now, then an eight yeare
old horse. The tartnesse
of his face, sowres ripe Grapes. When he walks, he
moues
like an Engine, and the ground shrinkes before his Trea
ding.
He is able to pierce a Corslet with his eye: Talkes
like a knell, and his hum
is a Battery. He sits in his State,
as a thing made for Alexander. What he bids bee done, is
finisht with his bidding. He wants
nothing of a God but
Eternity, and a Heauen to Throne in.