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Section 970
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1Auf.
2Oh Martius, Martius;
3Each word thou hast spoke, hath weeded from my heart
4A roote of Ancient Enuy. If Iupiter
5Should from yond clowd speake diuine things,
6And say 'tis true; I'de not beleeue them more
7Then thee allͤNoble Martius. Let me twine
8Mine armes about that body, where against