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Tit.
Come Marcus, come, kinsmen this is the
way.
Sir Boy let me see your Archerie,
Looke yee draw home enough, and 'tis there straight:
Terras Astrea reliquit, be you
remembred Marcus.
She's gone, she's fled, sirs take you to your
tooles,
You Cosens shall goe sound the Ocean:
And cast your nets, haply you may find her in the
Sea,
Yet ther's as little iustice as at Land:
No Publius and Sempronius, you must doe it,
'Tis you must dig with Mattocke, and with Spade,
And pierce the inmost Center of the earth: